<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646</id><updated>2012-02-12T23:02:17.301+08:00</updated><category term='Karma'/><category term='Suttas'/><category term='Technology'/><category term='Non-soul'/><category term='First Noble Truth'/><category term='Precepts'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Meditation'/><category term='Culture'/><category term='Jataka'/><category term='Art'/><category term='Stream-entry'/><category term='Relationship'/><category term='Happiness'/><category term='life'/><category term='Mind'/><category term='Maths'/><category term='Giver Receiver'/><category term='Buddha'/><category term='Suffering'/><category term='Sangha'/><category term='Noble Eightfold Path'/><category term='Theism'/><category term='Heart'/><category term='Death'/><category term='Equality'/><title type='text'>Part of a system, I am</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>170</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-1956222529573635522</id><published>2012-02-12T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T23:02:17.313+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>The Alchemist &amp; the Shepard</title><content type='html'>"They crossed the desert for another two days in silence.&lt;br /&gt;.. As they moved along, the boy tried to listen to his heart.&lt;br /&gt;.. 'why do we have to listen to our hearts?' the boy asked when they had made camp that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'because, wherever your heart is, that is where you'll find your treasure.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'but my heart is agitated,' they boy said. 'it has it's dreams, it gets emotional, and it's become passionate over a wOman of the desert. It asks things of me, and it keepsake from sleeping many nights, when I'm thinking about her.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'well, that's good. Your heart is alive. Keep listening to what it has to say.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the next three days, the two travellers passed by a number of armed tribesmen, and saw others on the horizon. The boy's heart began to speak of fear. It told him stories it had heard from the Soul of the World, stories of men who sought to find their treasure and never succeeded. Sometimes it frightened the boy with the idea that he might not find his treasure, or that he might die there in the desert. At other times, it told the boy that it was satisfied: it had found love and riches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'My heart is a traitor,' the boy said to the alchemist when they had paused to rest the horses. 'it doesn't want me to go on.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'that makes sense,' the alchemist answered. 'naturally it's afraid that, in pursuing your dream, you might lose everything you've won.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'well, then, why should I listen toy heart?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'because you will never again be able to keep it quiet. Even if you pretend not to have heard what it tells you, it will always be there inside you, repeating to you what youre thinking about life and about the world.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'you mean I should listen, even of its treasonous?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'treason is a blow that comes unexpectedly. If you know your heart well, it will never be able to do that to you. Because you'll know it's dreams and wishes, and will know how to deal with them. ...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy continued to listen to his heart as they crossed the desert. He came to understand its dodges and tricks, and to accept it as it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He lost his fear, and forgot about his need to go back to the oasis, because, one afternoon, his heart told him that it was happy. "even though I complain sometimes," it said, "it's because I'm the heart of a person an people's hearts are that way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"we, their hearts, become fearful just thinking of loved ones who go away forever, or of moments that could have been good but weren't or of treasures that might have been found but were forever hidden in the sands. Because, when these things happen, we suffer terribly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"my heart is afraid that it will have to suffer," the boy told the alchemist one night as they looked up at the moonless sky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself. And that no heart has ever suffered when it goes in search of its dreams, because every second of the search is a second's encounter with God and with eternity."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-1956222529573635522?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/1956222529573635522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2012/02/alchemist-shepard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/1956222529573635522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/1956222529573635522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2012/02/alchemist-shepard.html' title='The Alchemist &amp; the Shepard'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-2768929115296120779</id><published>2012-02-05T15:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T15:09:51.615+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart'/><title type='text'>The Alchemist (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>'On the seventh day, the alchemist decided to make camp earlier than usual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'you are almost at the end of your journey,' said the alchemist. 'I congratulate you for have pursued your Personal Legend.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'And you've told me nothing along the way'" said the boy. "I thought you were going to teach me some of the things you know. A while ago, I rode through the desert with a man who had books on alchemy. But I wasn't able to learn anything from them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"there is only one way to learn," the alchemist answered. "it's through action. Everything you need to know you have learned through your journey. You need to learn only one thing more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy wanted to know what that was, but the alchemist was searching the horizon, looking for the falcon.&lt;br /&gt;"why are you called the alchemist?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And what went wrong when other alchemists tried to make gold and were unable to do so?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They were only looking for gold, they were seeking the treasure of their Personal Legend, without wanting to actually live out the Personal Legend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm an alchemist simply because I'm an alchemist," he said as he prepared the meal. "I learned the science from my grandfather, who learned from his father, and so on, back to the creation of the world. In those times, the Master Work could be written simply on an emerald. Buten began to reject simple things, and to write tracts, interpretations, and philosophical studies. They also began to feel that they knew a better way than others had. Yet the Emerald Tablet is still alive today."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what was written on the Emerald Tablet?" the boy wanted to know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The alchemist began to draw in the sand, and completed his drawing in less than five minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy tried to read what was written in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it's a code," said the boy, a bit disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No," the alchemist answered. "it can't be understood by reason alone. The Emerald Tablet is a direct passage to the Soul of the World."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"should I understand the Emerald Tablet?" asked the boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Perhaps, if you are in a laboratory of alchemy, this would be the right time to study the best way to understand the Emerald Tablet. But you are in the desert. So immerse yourself in it. The desert will give you an understanding of the world; in fact, anything on the face of the earth will do that. You don't even have to understand the desert: all you have to do is contemplate a simple grain of sand, and you will see in it all the marvels of creation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How do I immerse myself in the desert?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Listen to your heart. It knows all things, because it came from the Soul of the World, and it will one day return there."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-2768929115296120779?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/2768929115296120779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2012/02/alchemist.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/2768929115296120779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/2768929115296120779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2012/02/alchemist.html' title='The Alchemist (Part 1)'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-2698442087924021294</id><published>2012-02-05T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T09:25:15.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you Ever Seen the Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/Gu2pVPWGYMQ/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gu2pVPWGYMQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gu2pVPWGYMQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;Someone told me long ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;There's a calm before the storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;I know, and its been coming for sometime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;When its over so they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;It'll bring a sunny day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;I know, shining down like water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;Coming down on a sunny day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday and days before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;Sun is cold and rain is hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;I know, been that way for all my time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;Till forever on it goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;Fill the circle fast and slow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;I know, and I cant stop my wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;Coming down on a sunny day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;Coming down on a sunny day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;Have you ever seen the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-2698442087924021294?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/2698442087924021294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2012/02/have-you-ever-seen-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/2698442087924021294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/2698442087924021294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2012/02/have-you-ever-seen-rain.html' title='Have you Ever Seen the Rain'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-4975081503193654997</id><published>2012-02-04T21:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T21:04:16.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Saturday Nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/VZt7J0iaUD0/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VZt7J0iaUD0&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VZt7J0iaUD0&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Chilling out on this Saturday night. This is a song that really suit my style. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;After a 5 days week of tiredness, I really needed to rejuvenate myself and so I sat in meditation around 5 min short of 1hr. It did felt good. But consistancy is key, and I made a vow to myself to sit min X times a week. Getting away from all the ideas, all the talking, all the seeing is a great relief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Human life is indeed&amp;nbsp;a unique and rare existance..&amp;nbsp;it's complex; &amp;nbsp;it's&amp;nbsp;constantly in a flux externally and internally, so much so that there are always time for everyone of us to learn, to just be, to destroy, rebuild, create, and so much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-4975081503193654997?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/4975081503193654997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2012/02/saturday-nights.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/4975081503193654997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/4975081503193654997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2012/02/saturday-nights.html' title='Saturday Nights'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-8488225889029704823</id><published>2011-11-05T13:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T13:52:42.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The child is meeting his/her mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Sometime last week i went down during lunchtime with an ex-colleague&amp;nbsp;to the Kwan Yin temple (3rd time in this year since i learnt how to "do it in the right way").&amp;nbsp;And i got&amp;nbsp;Lot 57. From the past drawn&amp;nbsp;Lots, they have been exeedingly relevant&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;reflecting the&amp;nbsp;situation.&amp;nbsp;Now is the time to wait, do and see....who/what is the&amp;nbsp;'mother' whom I'm destined to meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Poem No. 80&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Meaning: The wise man comes to greet you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Comments: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;It is the time for you to shine. Be determined, self-reliant, and ambitious. Now, it is the time to move forward. It is the time to pursue dreams that will make your life more meaningful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;A little bit of intuition or spirit can guide you now. This could be a new beginning for those who are spiritually attuned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Poem No. 27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Meaning: A nice, well-situated house with solid foundation and walls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Comments: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;As a result of your tireless efforts, you are being awarded with material success. Share your secure, comfortable life with your loved ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;There's good fortune through family. Stabilize feelings and family with a guided, loving hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;*note: very relevant Lot, as I had in that instance ask if the job i had accepted would bring me well being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Poem No. 57&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Meaning: The child is meeting his/her mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Comments: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Maternal love, reunion joy. Nothing can replace the love between the mother and her child. Attend social events and enjoy the natural spirit of joy and friendship. Become the loving counselor to all you meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Someone you are destined to meet comes along. Bonds with loved ones bring warmth, fun and fulfillment. Relax and let loose a little, enjoy the comforts surrounding you and show the love in your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;-----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-8488225889029704823?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/8488225889029704823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/11/child-is-meeting-hisher-mother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8488225889029704823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8488225889029704823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/11/child-is-meeting-hisher-mother.html' title='The child is meeting his/her mother'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-6482607131130689833</id><published>2011-11-01T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T22:59:16.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Oh wow, oh wow, oh wow'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Mr Steve Jobs said 'oh wow oh wow oh wow' as his last words. What could have so amazed him, I wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Below is a good writeup on the Buddhism (Zen) relation to Steve Jobs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogs.plos.org/neurotribes/2011/10/28/what-kind-of-buddhist-was-steve-jobs-really/"&gt;http://blogs.plos.org/neurotribes/2011/10/28/what-kind-of-buddhist-was-steve-jobs-really/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;"It's not about 'promoting' Buddhism (Zen) or&amp;nbsp;how congruent and incongruent Steve Jobs was with the practice of Buddhism. It is the little specks of the Dharma here and there that is enjoyable to read about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don’t want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life’s change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“‘You’ve got to make the back of the fence that nobody will see just as good-looking as the front of the fence. Even though nobody will see it, you will know, and that will show that you’re dedicated to making something perfect.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“In the beginner’s mind there are many possibilities, in the expert’s mind there are few.” Suzuki didn’t want his senior students to take a seat on the cushion each morning feeling like Zen adepts who had been there and done that. He wanted them to approach meditation with the open-minded curiosity of an amateur trying it for the first time. Apple devices, you might say, are sophisticated tools for evoking, supporting, and sustaining shoshin, beginner’s mind."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Personally I find that&amp;nbsp;to be&amp;nbsp;a really creavite way of giving a live, spiritual dimension to Apple devices to say the very least. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-6482607131130689833?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/6482607131130689833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/11/oh-wow-oh-wow-oh-wow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/6482607131130689833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/6482607131130689833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/11/oh-wow-oh-wow-oh-wow.html' title='&apos;Oh wow, oh wow, oh wow&apos;'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-7820146015852780189</id><published>2011-10-21T23:21:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T00:32:11.513+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Postcard from Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The most amazing thing about life to me is that I get to experience it. Life will not be Life if it is a book to be read, to be told, to be heard, to be seen, to be imagined. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I will not say that I love life. Neither will I say that I hate life. But I'm kind of dreading the weariness, the unsatisfactoriness out of it. Yet! There remains some many fasinating aspects of life that it is actually worth living. It's like a dreadful lesson but a remarkable lesson nonetheless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;There are lessons to be learnt, there are&amp;nbsp;things to be understood, there are improvements to be made, there are solutions to be carried out, there are resolutions to be made, there are choices to be made, there are things (mental, physical, emotional) to be let go of slowly one by one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;There&amp;nbsp;is kindness to be shown, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;there is hope to be given,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;there is service to be given,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;there is love to be given unconditionally,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;there is freedom of mind to be experienced, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;there is the breath to be appreciated, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;there is the openess of heart to be experienced,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;there is wisdom to be gained,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;there is pain&amp;nbsp;to be felt with full acceptance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;there is suffering to be known with full acceptance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;there are things worth striving for,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;there are many many evolutions to be made,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;there are many many unknowns to be left unknown,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;there are many many growth to be experienced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/GeNG7ns-LIo/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GeNG7ns-LIo&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GeNG7ns-LIo&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-7820146015852780189?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/7820146015852780189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/10/another-day-another-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/7820146015852780189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/7820146015852780189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/10/another-day-another-thought.html' title='Postcard from Heaven'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-8464898852190374352</id><published>2011-10-21T14:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T14:58:09.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>North Node Astrology</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;It is said that if all of astrology is disregarded but one, then the True Node/North Node is the most indicative of one's direction in life. I would say that the interpretion&amp;nbsp;for mine resonates well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Maybe you'll be curious about yours as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;North Node is the direction of development&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The Taurus energy you’re learning about in this lifetime resonates strongly to the old saying “What you see is what you get.”&amp;nbsp; Actually, let’s tweak that phrase a little to read “What you see – and touch – and can use – is what you &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; to get.”&amp;nbsp; That really nails down the kind of information that Taurus is best at accumulating and sharing. Not for you lots of high-fallutin’ theoretical pie-in-the-sky mumbo jumbo.&amp;nbsp; The world needs that kind of thinking, but it’s someone else’s department.&amp;nbsp; It also needs &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; kind of thinking: “how to” ideas; practical ideas; concrete, realistic and reliable ideas; useful ideas.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Here’s one Taurus North Node in the Third House example.&amp;nbsp; Let’s say you spent your professional life as a project manager for a construction company that specializes in residential building.&amp;nbsp; Although you never went to college, by the time you retired you acquired invaluable hands-on knowledge about what can go right and what can go wrong that rivals any top-notch architect’s grasp of the situation.&amp;nbsp; Six months of vacations, fixing up the house, and building the long-awaited gazebo in the back yard, and retirement is starting to feel like a big fat ton of idle-time bricks on your back.&amp;nbsp; So you join up with the local volunteer house-building initiative and, without even thinking about it, find just the audience that can benefit from what took you thirty-five years to learn.&amp;nbsp; Who knows?&amp;nbsp; You might even pick up a few pointers yourself!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;South Node is the direction of the past&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;With your Ninth House South Node in the sign of Scorpio, you’ve spent lifetimes grappling with deep philosophical questions, diving into the core of life’s meaning, intently focused on what lay below the surface of existence.&amp;nbsp; It was hard to come up out of those waters long enough to bring what you found to light and have it have any useful application in the “real” world.&amp;nbsp; If you’re not careful, the pull of that karmic past can be strong enough to and keep you swimming in those dark circles in &lt;em&gt;this &lt;/em&gt;lifetime, when what you can see and touch and experience and use is the real order of business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;What you see is what you get.&amp;nbsp; And give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-8464898852190374352?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/8464898852190374352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/10/north-node-astrology.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8464898852190374352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8464898852190374352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/10/north-node-astrology.html' title='North Node Astrology'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-8771297039831944249</id><published>2011-10-19T09:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T19:03:00.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kwan Yin Advice</title><content type='html'>Some weeks ago I got Lot 80 from the divinity advice from Kwan Yin temple. Really liked that advice, the first sentence. Gonna have it here as a reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stick to Your task from start to end as strong and firm as your powers permit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you have in mind to do, there will come a savior to lead you on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always known myself to be strong and i don't quit unless I'm convinced it is of little value or counter productive to pursue otherwise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think it is not the Kwan Yin goddness responding to my enquiry but a reflection of our inner conscious/wisdom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-8771297039831944249?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/8771297039831944249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/10/kwan-yin-advice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8771297039831944249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8771297039831944249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/10/kwan-yin-advice.html' title='Kwan Yin Advice'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-1233842576878569998</id><published>2011-10-15T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T23:19:57.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contentedness</title><content type='html'>Peacefully begining the journey on a new book read Eight Mindful Steps To Happiness (walking the buddha's path) by Bhante Henepola Gunaratana. Also the author of Mindfulness in Plain English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pleasantly contented at the thought of landing a transition to another job which I presently believe I would enjoy for the next 1 year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyful at the thought of an independent get-away trip from modern civilization and into a short period of timelessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't be anymore happy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-1233842576878569998?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/1233842576878569998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/10/contentedness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/1233842576878569998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/1233842576878569998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/10/contentedness.html' title='Contentedness'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-6155211411371888139</id><published>2011-10-08T17:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T17:18:39.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MTV Day</title><content type='html'>The Chinese, Japanese often make better pop songs then the West. And this is my favourite non-love love&amp;nbsp;song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/iSf-MEjnj80/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iSf-MEjnj80&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iSf-MEjnj80&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Cranberries make terribly good songs that makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/-F7_hP_ADX8/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-F7_hP_ADX8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-F7_hP_ADX8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes, close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe the air, out there&lt;br /&gt;We are free, we can be&lt;br /&gt;Wide open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you I open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;To the beauty I see&lt;br /&gt;We we will pray,&lt;br /&gt;We we will stay&lt;br /&gt;Wide open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t analyse&lt;br /&gt;Don’t analyse&lt;br /&gt;Don’t go that way&lt;br /&gt;Don’t lead that way&lt;br /&gt;That would paralyse your evolution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t analyse&lt;br /&gt;Don’t analyse&lt;br /&gt;Don’t go that way&lt;br /&gt;Don’t lead that way&lt;br /&gt;That would paralyse your evolution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala this greatest moment&lt;br /&gt;Lalala the strangest day&lt;br /&gt;Lalala the greatest love of them all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala. this greatest moment&lt;br /&gt;Lalala, the strangest day&lt;br /&gt;Lalala, the greatest love of them all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Breathe the air, out there&lt;br /&gt;Fantazise, fantazise&lt;br /&gt;We are open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you I open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;To the beauty I see&lt;br /&gt;We we will pray&lt;br /&gt;We we will stay ...together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala, this greatest moment&lt;br /&gt;Lalala, the strangest day&lt;br /&gt;Lalala, the greatest love of them all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala, this greatest moment&lt;br /&gt;Lalala, the strangest day&lt;br /&gt;Lalala, the greatest love of them all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/Yam5uK6e-bQ/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yam5uK6e-bQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yam5uK6e-bQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my life is changing everyday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In every possible way.&lt;br /&gt;And oh, my dreams, it's never quite as it seems,&lt;br /&gt;Never quite as it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've felt like this before, but now I'm feeling it even more,&lt;br /&gt;Because it came from you.&lt;br /&gt;And then I open up and see the person falling here is me,&lt;br /&gt;A different way to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want more impossible to ignore,&lt;br /&gt;Impossible to ignore.&lt;br /&gt;And they'll come true, impossible not to do,&lt;br /&gt;Impossible not to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I tell you openly, you have my heart so don't hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;You're what I couldn't find.&lt;br /&gt;A totally amazing mind, so understanding and so kind;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're everything to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my life,&lt;br /&gt;Is changing every day,&lt;br /&gt;In every possible way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, my dreams,&lt;br /&gt;It's never quite as it seems,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're a dream to me,&lt;br /&gt;Dream to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-6155211411371888139?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/6155211411371888139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/10/mtv-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/6155211411371888139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/6155211411371888139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/10/mtv-day.html' title='MTV Day'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-4308974354210993154</id><published>2011-10-05T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T00:03:11.685+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Whom to Follow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Saw this on facebook &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#!/notes/buddha-vacana/daily-buddha-vacana-for-04-october-2011/257979954237111"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/#!/notes/buddha-vacana/daily-buddha-vacana-for-04-october-2011/257979954237111&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;and found it to provide a good gauge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************&lt;br /&gt;277. What sort of person should not be followed? In this case, a person who is inferior to oneself in morality, concentration and wisdom is not to be followed, served or honoured except out of consideration and compassion for him. And what sort of person should be followed? In this case, a person who is equal to oneself in morality, concentration and wisdom should be followed, served and honoured, thinking: "As we are both proficient in morality, concentration and wisdom, our conversation will center on these things and it will contribute to our profit and comfort." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what sort of person is to be followed, served, honoured, and worshipped with reverence? In this case, a person who is superior to oneself in morality, concentration and wisdom should first be reverently worshipped and then followed, served, and honoured, thinking: "In this way I shall complete the morality, concentration and wisdom which is not yet complete and supplement that which is." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anguttara Nikaya I.125&lt;br /&gt;******************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;It may seem obvious, but sometimes it slips our mind and reasoning; It may seem high and above some, but to have higher ideals&amp;nbsp;always bring one one&amp;nbsp;step higher than he&amp;nbsp;may otherwise be at.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-4308974354210993154?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/4308974354210993154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/10/whom-to-follow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/4308974354210993154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/4308974354210993154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/10/whom-to-follow.html' title='Whom to Follow'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-135812643593196418</id><published>2011-10-04T01:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T01:45:13.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ajahn Chah in 1979</title><content type='html'>I've just read finished the book on Sunday, got it on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meditation, Samadhi Bhavana by Ven Ajahn Chah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helps that it's a small simple book. I hate vexing unneccessarily,&amp;nbsp;trying to fully&amp;nbsp;understand difficult to understand concepts. Hate is a strong word, but just for simplicity sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very complete book for those who are more or less familiar with meditation to the very experienced ones. It's a wonder. Was&amp;nbsp;it so hip&amp;nbsp;in the 70s? The book was&amp;nbsp;a transcript for a talk&amp;nbsp;given by Ajahn Chan to lay Buddhists at the Hampstead Vihara, London 20th May 1979.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the summer of&amp;nbsp;1979....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/eFjjO_lhf9c/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eFjjO_lhf9c&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eFjjO_lhf9c&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-135812643593196418?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/135812643593196418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/10/ajahn-chah-in-1979.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/135812643593196418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/135812643593196418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/10/ajahn-chah-in-1979.html' title='Ajahn Chah in 1979'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-7627664567120037240</id><published>2011-09-24T06:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T06:39:02.962+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Success in accordance to Universal Laws</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AxunuZcEYtI/Tn0AIFqzGSI/AAAAAAAAAkM/s0NV22P3qnQ/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AxunuZcEYtI/Tn0AIFqzGSI/AAAAAAAAAkM/s0NV22P3qnQ/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Books are inifinite in number, and time is short,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;therefore the secret of knowledge is to take what is essential. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take that and try to live up to it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Swami Viekananda&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"Inspiration is a wonderful girft to give ourselves each day.&lt;/span&gt;﻿"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Success in life can be defined as the continued expansion of happiness and the progressive realization of worthy goals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There are many aspects to success; material wealth is only one of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Moreover, success is a journey not a destination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Material abundance, in all its expresions, happens to make the journey more enjoyable, but sucess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;includes good heath, energy and enthusiasm for life, fulfilling relationships, creative freedom, and a sense of well-being.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;'THE LAW OF PURE POTENTIALITY﻿&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The first spiritual law of success, the Law of Pure Potentiality, says that our essential state is one of pure potentiality. Pure potentiality is pure consciousness, it is the field of all possibilities and infinite creativity. Our physical body, the physical universe - everything in the material world - comes from the same place: a field of silent, unmoving awareness from which anything is possible. There is no separation between this field of energy and our spiritual essence, our Self. (please don't&amp;nbsp;be Quick&amp;nbsp;to oppose &amp;amp; argue this with non-Self teaching) This field is our own Self. And when we know that our essential nature is one of pure potentiality, we align with the power that manifests everything in the universe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Knowing who we really are gives us the ability to fulfill any dream we have, because the same field that nature uses to create a forest, a galaxy, or a human body can also bring about the fulfillment of our desires. Anything is possible in the field of pure potentiality, because this field is the source of all power, all intelligence, and infinite organizing ability.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Therefore, success in life depends on knowing who we really are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;When our internal reference point is our spirit, our true Self, we experience all the power of our spirit. When our internal reference point is the ego or self-image, we feel cut off from our source, and the uncertainty of events creates fear and doubt. The ego is influenced by objects outside the Self - circumstances, people, and things. It thrives on the approval of others. It wants to control, because it lives in fear. But the ego is not who we really are. The ego is our social mask, it is the role we are playing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;The need for approval, the need to control things, and the need for external power are fear based. This kind of power is not the power of pure potentiality, the power of the Self, or true power. Self-power is true power because it is based on the laws of nature, and comes from the knowledge of the Self. Self-power draws things that we want to us, it magnetizes people, situations, and things to support our desires This support from the laws of nature is the state of grace. When we are in harmony with nature, we create a bond between our own desires and the power to make these desires materialize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;How can you experience the Law of Pure Potentiality? One way is through the practice of silence and meditation. This means tuning out the world and taking time to simply Be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;In the Bible is the expression 'Be still, and know that I am God'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Stillness is the first requirement for manifesting your desires, because in stillness you connect with the field of pure awareness and infinite organizing power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Practicing nonjudgement is another way to experience the Law of Pure Potentiality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;When you are constantly judging things as right or wrong, good or bad, you create alot of turbulence in your internal dialogue. This turbulence constricts the flow of energy between you and the field of pure potentiality. In the silent space between your thoughts is a state of pure awareness, an inner stillness that connects you to true power. Through the practice of nonjudgement, you silence your mind and access your inner stillness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Another way to experience the Law of Pure Potentiality is to spend time in nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;By observing nature you begin to sense the harmonious interaction of all the elements and forces of life. The lavish display of abundance in the universe is an expression of the creative mind of nature. Just by tuning in to the mind of nature, you will access the field of pure potentiality and infinite creativity, and spontaneously receive creative thoughts.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-7627664567120037240?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/7627664567120037240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/09/success-in-accordance-to-universal-laws.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/7627664567120037240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/7627664567120037240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/09/success-in-accordance-to-universal-laws.html' title='Success in accordance to Universal Laws'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AxunuZcEYtI/Tn0AIFqzGSI/AAAAAAAAAkM/s0NV22P3qnQ/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-4456265326322975001</id><published>2011-09-22T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T21:19:12.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buddhism and Empiricism</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Got the article below from Ajahn Sujato's blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.srilankaguardian.org/2011/08/buddhism-and-empiricism.html"&gt;http://www.srilankaguardian.org/2011/08/buddhism-and-empiricism.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Although I found articles like this to be interesting and fasinating, truely it is ineffective in it's purpose of re-instating Buddhism in any way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;In fact, I feel upset, that a piece of Buddhism is cut out from it's whole, then measured against an ideology of Empiricism. Is Empiricism a truth? How is Empiricism defined?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;If part of it does not align with Empiricism does it conclude that Buddhism is illogical?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;If part of&amp;nbsp;it does align with Empiricism does it conclude that Buddhism is a logically and experiencially straightforward knowledge-matter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;This would only be&amp;nbsp;good enough&amp;nbsp;for a college debate, which leads to everyone debating with nothing much to take away but egos, viewpoints, opinions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-4456265326322975001?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/4456265326322975001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/09/buddhism-and-empiricism.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/4456265326322975001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/4456265326322975001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/09/buddhism-and-empiricism.html' title='Buddhism and Empiricism'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-8130326855562297918</id><published>2011-09-09T02:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T01:38:54.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith (new)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;So I have been reading the slim book Last Days of the Buddha (The Maha parinibbana sutta translated from the Pali by Sister Vajira &amp;amp; Francis Story, Buddhist publication society, Sri Lanka).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Bought about 5 copies of it, each for SGD6, not free, neither cheap nor expensive imo, but intangible value, FYI only, please print more!!! More more :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Thus we have heard that a sutta is to be studied. A study indeed is the worthy veneration that ought to be treated with a sutta - especially the longest of the all 34 suttas that make up the Digha Nikaya (pls forgive my keyboard's inability to highlight the intonations of the Pali words)which is the Maha Parinibbana Sutta.Length is not the qualifying factor for the richness of this sutta, but it's capability to behold the essential 'summary' teachings of the Buddha in words as well as displaying:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;-intentions of the Buddha in various situations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;-reponse of the Buddha in various situTions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;-beliefs of the Buddha in various situations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;-personalities of various Bhikkhus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;-reactions and responses of various Bhikkhus in accordance to their different personalities and stages of spiritual attainments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;-reactions and responses of devas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;-reactions and responses if layman and laywoman inaccordance to their personalities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;-and I believe there are much more to it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Not once but twice or thrice is the issue of Faith brought up in the 'conversation' between the Buddha and Ananda (in this sutta). Once the Buddha questioned Ananda if he had Faith in the Buddha's Enlightenment. Secondly when the Buddha said that Ananda had out of faith, spoken thus: Marvellous it is, O Lord, most wonderful it is! This faith I have in the community of Bhikkhus, that not even one Bhikkhu is in doubt or perplexity as to the Buddha, the dhamma, or the sangha, the path or the practice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;TBC...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Continuing with this Faith. Pardon my disjointedness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;(these are all my personal interpretations, please feel free to access) Faith requires a integration of belief, leaving no sceptic behind; Faith requires a solid, stable basis; Faith requires that things be whichever way the coin falls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Faith frees us from worry and&amp;nbsp;unproductive perplexity; Faith produces greater fruit than if otherwise; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-8130326855562297918?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/8130326855562297918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/09/faith-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8130326855562297918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8130326855562297918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/09/faith-new.html' title='Faith (new)'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-7629145808901567554</id><published>2011-09-06T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T23:26:41.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEEDlessNess</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Once and for all, i'd like to state that i don't desire to be preachy, am not highly conceited, in case you're already being heedless to this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Everyday's a journey and this post's journey is on the quality of Heedlessness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Heedlessness made its presence&amp;nbsp;aware one day through its (rather unfortunate) consequence - WHICH i had sort of expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;It does take some amount of objective root cause analysis to digg where Heedlessness sprouts up. Often, Heedlessness is mentioned where awareness of the concerned matter is already present. Heedlessness implies that what is a good path of action/choice/advice is not taken (consciously ignored) due to a multitude of reasons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;The array of reasons range from rebellion for the sake of it, lack of attention, slight inconvenience, sloth, huge inconvenience, preferences, dislikes etc etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Heedlessness will be left hanging in the air, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;So long as it is made aware.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;*the word 'Heedlessness' is in the context commonly found in Buddhist texts. and some kmowledge and understanding of these texts are presumed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-7629145808901567554?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/7629145808901567554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/09/heedlessness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/7629145808901567554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/7629145808901567554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/09/heedlessness.html' title='HEEDlessNess'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-3634135612094982928</id><published>2011-08-02T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T22:06:50.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mono</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Having many things to write about but not sure what to write about. What do i want to convey or do i want to convey anything at all. today i just write for the non-desire to convey anything. just a monologue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;a monologue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;starting with how i got so drained. despite recalling how overcharged i was in the same day. how melancholy appeared where cheerfulness once was in the same day. can't find any good, sizable reason for this mystery. how can someone who i thought had the most positive energy find herself in a melancholic spot for no apparent reason. could it be that i'm missing a lucky charm, but that wouldn't be correct. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;a monologue is quiet and peaceful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;awareness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;continued awareness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;impermanance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;awareness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;continued awareness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;and there... it becomes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-3634135612094982928?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/3634135612094982928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/08/mono.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/3634135612094982928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/3634135612094982928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/08/mono.html' title='Mono'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-6482895603534806596</id><published>2011-07-21T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T22:11:42.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time of our lives</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/otXzaqbhZY4/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/otXzaqbhZY4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/otXzaqbhZY4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-6482895603534806596?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/6482895603534806596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/07/time-of-our-lives.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/6482895603534806596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/6482895603534806596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/07/time-of-our-lives.html' title='Time of our lives'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-3791245604665432028</id><published>2011-07-18T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T21:41:16.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ms Right</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aFKqXBPW5Fc/TiQsr8cCM2I/AAAAAAAAAkI/gdFbFR9Z7g0/s1600/282416_123820941043297_100002461762454_171825_1630068_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aFKqXBPW5Fc/TiQsr8cCM2I/AAAAAAAAAkI/gdFbFR9Z7g0/s1600/282416_123820941043297_100002461762454_171825_1630068_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;One of the best illustration of egocentrism. And it's not uncommon to see this manifestation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;This is their pattern of&amp;nbsp;occurance - starting off with they are right, right because they feel they are right, right because they know they are right, ﻿right because they have been&amp;nbsp;right all along, right because everyone tells them they are right, right because they want to maintain that they are right. Regardless or not they are wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;2nd&amp;nbsp;stage goes like this - I have been right in other matters (no matter how remote and irrelevant). So - naturally I am right in this matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;3rd&amp;nbsp;stage&amp;nbsp;goes like this - it may be so that you are right in your way and I too am right in my way. So - I am still right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;4th&amp;nbsp;incredible&amp;nbsp;stage - you are right in your way, I am right in my way, Everyone cannot be and Noone is right&amp;nbsp;at the same time in the same way. So - there is no such&amp;nbsp;notion as&amp;nbsp;Right. There is only Universal Difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;5th incredible fallacy - since there is only Universal Difference,&amp;nbsp;i am different from the universe and if I am subjectively&amp;nbsp;right according to myself, I must be Universally Right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Such egocentricism comes about from the unawereness that there already is a map of the world whether or not they choose to recognize it. Whether or not they think they are walking West when they are walking East, they will arrive in the East.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-3791245604665432028?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/3791245604665432028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/07/ms-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/3791245604665432028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/3791245604665432028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/07/ms-right.html' title='Ms Right'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aFKqXBPW5Fc/TiQsr8cCM2I/AAAAAAAAAkI/gdFbFR9Z7g0/s72-c/282416_123820941043297_100002461762454_171825_1630068_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-6336152851285622156</id><published>2011-06-23T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T23:11:41.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Connectedness</title><content type='html'>Elie wiesel is the Nobel Peace Prize winning author of the book Night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He witnessed the murders of his friends and family in the Nazi concentration camps, yet went on to talk about it from a survivor point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elie Wiesel once said that we are &lt;i&gt;all connected by pain&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all connected. By love, by pain and sometimes by major events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each one of us travels a very specific and unique journey yet are all connected and in this connectedness there is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing that I do ever proves me worthy, nothing that you do will ever prove that you are worthy. We are worthy simply because we are. - Charlie Gay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-6336152851285622156?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/6336152851285622156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/06/connectedness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/6336152851285622156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/6336152851285622156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/06/connectedness.html' title='Connectedness'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-3518899360308710015</id><published>2011-06-08T01:30:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T02:04:42.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a landscape Of Sorts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;On Specialized Knowledge -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;those who make this mistake do not understand the meaning of the word 'educate'. that word is derived from the Latin word 'educo', meaning to educe, to draw out, to develop from within. an educated man is not, necessarily, one who has an abundance of general or specialized knowledge. an educated man is one who has so developed the faculties of his mind that he may acquire anything he wants, or its equivalent, without violating the rights of others. ..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;so are the many many amusing little little knowledgable little things -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;1. an amusing story teller of an astoundingly-hilariously subtlety-specific-story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;2. a ????&amp;nbsp;consistantly&amp;nbsp;bringing up&amp;nbsp;glorious&amp;nbsp;bygones and making highly audible promises of&amp;nbsp;making-a-star-in-the-making&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;3. a yet-to-be-found-to-be-amusing effective and creative&amp;nbsp;problem solver putting&amp;nbsp;the i&amp;nbsp;to shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;4. a lost/helpless/clueless or ????&amp;nbsp;who is seriously lost-in-translation in&amp;nbsp;home ground and everyone's waiting to lose their patience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;5. an unimposing&amp;nbsp;all-imposing force unflaggingly&amp;nbsp;feeding for i.m.p.ro.ve.ment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;6. a smiley big balinese&amp;nbsp;booming out of silence&amp;nbsp;to whisper&amp;nbsp;the need&amp;nbsp;to say sorry whenever and wherever in the wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-3518899360308710015?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/3518899360308710015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/06/landscape-of-sorts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/3518899360308710015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/3518899360308710015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/06/landscape-of-sorts.html' title='a landscape Of Sorts'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-5886612071824656564</id><published>2011-05-30T00:36:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T01:22:53.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surrendering</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Today, I have to write on a&amp;nbsp;relatively new&amp;nbsp;topic. Surrendering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;According to the dictionary, Surrendering means to &lt;strong&gt;Cease resistance to an enemy or opponent and submit to their authority.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;For some of us, surrendering to an opponent may come easy. Some of us may find it difficult to do so, and opt for a fight to the end. It's strange, but with life and certain aspects of practicing the Dharma, they require us to surrender when the time and situation calls for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Surrendering could become a healthy and right form of letting go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;A reqlinquishing of a control which issn't ours to behold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;A submittion to a higher authority - which is of course Nature. Nature has the highest authority over us. Suffering belongs to Nature, sickness, and a whole mass of other things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Only through surrendering does the vulnerability of existance unveils. It's apparent that mankind has been masking this vulnerability - through denials, through falsehoods, through counter actions, through fortresses...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;In the end, the power of Nature prevails. Would putting up all the resistances that might could carry hold against the all emcompassing Nature? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Nevertheless, there's a stark difference between the spirit of Surrendering vs Giving Up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;1) When you surrender, you are calm. When you give up, you are exasperated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;2) When you surrender, doors open. When you give up, you slam the doors shut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;3) When you surrender, you soar to unknown heights. When you give up, you delve into the depths of despair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Considering them, you will understand the difference. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Considering these, I come to think of the great people I've read about who have surrenderred to the highest authority - but only when brandishing&amp;nbsp;their will brings them&amp;nbsp;no further, and even further away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;To finish it off. Surrendering to the highest authority coincides at the same&amp;nbsp;point where Faith is placed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-5886612071824656564?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/5886612071824656564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/05/surrendering.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/5886612071824656564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/5886612071824656564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/05/surrendering.html' title='Surrendering'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-1914460745435734501</id><published>2011-05-24T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T10:08:38.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Evolution vs change. A change is just a change, big or small difference, for better or worse, for a purpose or without, initiated or resultant. Things around us change. And therefore we must evolve. If everything remains the same, the body, the world around us, then there is no greatly evident need to evolve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Because everything outside and inside of us change, evolving ourselves is the solution to managing this fact of change. To evolve ourselves repeatedly with each reprogramming, developing a more learned&amp;nbsp;model each time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;With that is the algorithm of evolution-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;One by one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Little by little,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Moment by moment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;A wise man should remove his own impurities,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;As a smith removes the dross from silver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;(from the dhammapada)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-1914460745435734501?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/1914460745435734501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/05/evolution.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/1914460745435734501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/1914460745435734501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/05/evolution.html' title='Evolution'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-8197352255300562408</id><published>2011-05-17T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T22:33:52.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vesak, Vesakha - A sense of Urgency</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;A Vesak day once again, and happy Vesak to all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SN 22:78&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pgue75511jk/TdKHNakuQoI/AAAAAAAAAjc/5sQ2luggzOk/s1600/3506600626_419ba4d1c5_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pgue75511jk/TdKHNakuQoI/AAAAAAAAAjc/5sQ2luggzOk/s320/3506600626_419ba4d1c5_o.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Lion&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Monks, in the evening the lion, the king of beasts, comes out from his lair. He then stretches himself, surveys the four quarters all around, and roars his lion's roar three times, after which he sets out in search of game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;When the lion, the king of beats, roars its lion's roar, most of the animals that hear the sound are filled with fear, a sense of urgency, and terror. Those who live in holes enter their holes; those who live in the water enter the water; those who live in the woods enter the woods; and the birds fly up into the air. Even those royal bull elephants, bound by strong thongs in the villages, towns, and capital cities, burst and break their bonds asunder; frightened, they urinate and defecate and flee here and there. So powerful among the animals, monks, is the lion, the king of beasts, so majestic and mighty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;So too, monks, when the Tathagata arises in the world, an arahant, perfectly enlightened, accomplished in true knowledge and conduct, fortunate, knower of the world, unsurpassed leader of persons to be tamed, teacher of devas and humans, the Enlightened One, the Blessed One, he teaches the Dhamma thus: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;'Such is form, such its origin, such its passing away; such is feeling...such is perception...such are volitional formations...such is consciousness, such its origin, such its passing away.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Then, monks, when those devas who are long-lived, beautiful, abounding in happiness, dwelling for a long time in lofty palaces, hear the Tathagata's teaching of the Dhamma, most are filled with fear, a sense of urgency, and terror, saying:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;'It seems, though we thought ourselves permanent, that we are impermanent; it seems, though we thought ourselves stable, that we are unstable; it seems, though we thought ourselves eternal, that we are transient. It seems, sir, that we are impermanent, unstable, transient, included within identity.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;So powerful, monks, is the Tathagata over this world together with its devas, so majestic and mighty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;*Tathagata - The Buddha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;*devas - heavenly beings/angels/gods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-8197352255300562408?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/8197352255300562408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/05/vesak-vesakha-sense-of-urgency.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8197352255300562408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8197352255300562408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/05/vesak-vesakha-sense-of-urgency.html' title='Vesak, Vesakha - A sense of Urgency'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pgue75511jk/TdKHNakuQoI/AAAAAAAAAjc/5sQ2luggzOk/s72-c/3506600626_419ba4d1c5_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-8682143600495250340</id><published>2011-05-08T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T13:15:31.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey to the Big Buddha Statue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KRb0JqMpj1M/TcajDWSk7XI/AAAAAAAAAiw/r38hqAlS4ck/s1600/HONGKONG+160.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KRb0JqMpj1M/TcajDWSk7XI/AAAAAAAAAiw/r38hqAlS4ck/s320/HONGKONG+160.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W8_LMuwgi9U/TcajQheo1JI/AAAAAAAAAi0/d_dAVQAVyyk/s1600/HONGKONG+161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W8_LMuwgi9U/TcajQheo1JI/AAAAAAAAAi0/d_dAVQAVyyk/s320/HONGKONG+161.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1xyc6oy3iwQ/TcajZl3__BI/AAAAAAAAAi4/wuojlg4DSLM/s1600/HONGKONG+163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OsMPAkS1Z40/TcakCkz2Z_I/AAAAAAAAAjM/nR9BXqg_S64/s320/HONGKONG+177.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Here is a wet tissue from a&amp;nbsp;rather expensive vegetarian meal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Its slogan can be improved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;The objective&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;motivation&amp;nbsp;to STORE some (read &lt;strong&gt;more&lt;/strong&gt;) merits carries an underlying belief in the preservation and growth of one's welfare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;The objective and motivation to do more kindness and charity works carries with it an underlying belief that the preservation of one's welfare&amp;nbsp;is secondary to acting in alignment with the values of kindess &amp;amp; compassion towards others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;These 2 motivations simply contradict each other in their underlying principals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c1SgyzH3y-k/TcalZILjT7I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/EjPHy_EG6P0/s1600/HK.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c1SgyzH3y-k/TcalZILjT7I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/EjPHy_EG6P0/s320/HK.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And a magnificent Bodhi tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Rz_anwqmMs/TcamvZAqwbI/AAAAAAAAAjU/Tv80Eu6Je2g/s1600/HONGKONG+166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Rz_anwqmMs/TcamvZAqwbI/AAAAAAAAAjU/Tv80Eu6Je2g/s320/HONGKONG+166.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-8682143600495250340?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/8682143600495250340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/05/journey-to-big-buddha-statue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8682143600495250340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8682143600495250340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/05/journey-to-big-buddha-statue.html' title='Journey to the Big Buddha Statue'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KRb0JqMpj1M/TcajDWSk7XI/AAAAAAAAAiw/r38hqAlS4ck/s72-c/HONGKONG+160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-9021923264957378788</id><published>2011-05-03T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T09:39:46.308+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Tuesdays with Morrie - 70s vs 90s vs 201#</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;It's Tuesday today. But i'm not with Morrie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-puUZPUeaiL0/TcCuW3n6OfI/AAAAAAAAAis/0sFqE2jQ8Iw/s1600/Tuesdays+with+moorie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-puUZPUeaiL0/TcCuW3n6OfI/AAAAAAAAAis/0sFqE2jQ8Iw/s320/Tuesdays+with+moorie.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Morrie was a sociology professor who had a fond relationship with a student, Mitch. On Mitch's graduation day in 1979, he gave his favourite professor a briefcase as a present and promised to keep in touch. 16 years passed, and he did not keep in touch. He tried to pursue a career in the music industry (as he loves music and plays the piano), but gave it up to take up a career in sports journalism. He worked hard and was successful with his journalism career, and one day he saw his favourite professor Morrie on the news channel by chance. Morrie was being interviewed by&amp;nbsp;ABC for a talkshow regarding his terminal illness. It&amp;nbsp;was the year 1994 and Mitch thought about how he had become someone he didn't want to be. He went to meet Morrie even though he was embarrassed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Mitch:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I cannot tell you why he received me so warmly. I was hardly the promising student who had left him sixteen years earlier. Had it not been for the talk show, Morrie might have died without ever seeing me again. I had no good excuse for this, except the one that everyone these days seem to have. I had become too wrapped up in the siren song of my own lie. I was busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What happened to me? &lt;/em&gt;I asked myself. Morrie's high, smoky voice took me back to my university years, when I thought rich people were evil, a shirt and tie were prison clothes, and life without freedom to get up and go - motorcycle beneath you, breeze in your face, down the streets of Paris, into the moutains of Tibet - was not a good life at all. &lt;em&gt;What happened to me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The 80s happened. The 90s happened. Death and sickness and getting fat and going bald hapened. I traded lots of dreams for a bigger paycheck, and I never even realized I was doing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Yet here was Morrie talking with the wonder of our college years, as if I'd simply been on a long vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Morrie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Have you found someone to share your heart with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Are you giving to your community?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Are you at peace with yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Are you trying to be as human as you can be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Mitch:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; I squirmed, wanting to show I had been grappling deeply with such questions. &lt;em&gt;What happened to me? &lt;/em&gt;I once promised myself I would never work for money, that I would join the Peace Corps, that I would live in beautiful, inspirational places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Instead, I had been in Detroit for ten years now, at the same working place, using the same bank, visiting the same barber. I was thirty-seven, more efficient than in college, tied to computers and modems and cell phones. I wrote articles about rich athletes who, for the most part, could not care less about people like me. I was no longer young for my peer group, nor did I walk around in gray sweatshirts with unlit cigarettes in my mouth. I did not have long discussions over egg salad sandwiches about the meaning of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My days were full, yet I remained, much of the time, unsatisfied. &lt;em&gt;What happened to me? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-9021923264957378788?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/9021923264957378788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/05/tuesdays-with-morrie-70s-vs-90s-vs-201.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/9021923264957378788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/9021923264957378788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/05/tuesdays-with-morrie-70s-vs-90s-vs-201.html' title='Tuesdays with Morrie - 70s vs 90s vs 201#'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-puUZPUeaiL0/TcCuW3n6OfI/AAAAAAAAAis/0sFqE2jQ8Iw/s72-c/Tuesdays+with+moorie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-3031762855346499011</id><published>2011-04-28T00:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T00:37:24.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is the World / Universe Finite or Infinite, Eternal or Not eternal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;MN 63: Culamalunkya Sutta&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;1. Thus have I heard. On one occasion the Blessed One was living at Savatthi in Jeta's Grove, Anathapindika's Park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;2. Then, while the Vernerable Malunkyaputta was alone in meditation, the following thought arose in his mind:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;"These speculative views have been left undeclared by the Blessed One, set aside and rejected by him, namely:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;'the world is eternal' and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;'the world is not eternal';&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;'the world is finite' and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;'the world is infinite';&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;'the soul is the same as the body' and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;'the soul is one thing and the body another';&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;'after death a Tathagata exists' and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;'after death a Tathagata does not exist' and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;'after death a Tathagata both exists and does not exist' and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;'after death&amp;nbsp; a Tathagata neither exists nor does not exist'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;The Blessed One does not declare these to me, and I do not approve of and accept this fact, so I shall go to the Blessed One and ask him the meaning of this. If he declares to me either 'the world is ethernal'... or 'after death a Tathagata neither exists nor does not exist,' then I will lead the spiritual life under him; if he does not declare these to me, then I will abandon the training and return to the lower life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then, when it was evening, the Venerable Malunkyaputta rose from meditation and went to the Blessed One. After paying homage to him, he sat down at one side and told him::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;"Here, venerable sir, while I was alone in meditation, the following thought arose in my mind:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;'"These speculative views have been left undeclared by the Blessed One... If he does not declare these to me, then I will abandon the training and return to the lower life. If the Blessed One knows 'the world is eternal,' let the Blessed One declare to me 'the world is eternal'; if the Blessed One knows 'the world is not eternal,' let the Blessed One declare to me 'the world isnot eternal.' If the Blessed One does not know either 'the world is eternal' or 'the world is not eternal,' then it is straightforward for one who does not know and see to say: 'I do not know and see.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;If the Blessed One knows 'the world is finite,'...'the world is infinite,'...'the soul is the same as the body,'...'the soul is one thing and the body another.'...'after death a Tathagata exists,'...'after death a Tathagata both exists and does not exist,' let the Blessed One declare that to me; if the Blessed One knows 'after death a Tathagata neither exists nor does not exist,' let the BLessed One declare that to me. If the Blessed One does not know either 'after death a Tathagata both exists and does not exist' or 'after death a Tathagta neither exists nor does not exist,' then it is straightforward for one who does not know and see to say: 'I do not know and see.'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; "How then, Malunkyaputta, did I ever say to you: 'Come, Malunkyaputta, lead the spiritual life under me and I will declare to you 'the world is eternal'... or 'after death a Tathagata neither exists nor does not exist'"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;"No, vernerable sir."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;"Did you ever tell me: 'I will lead the spiritual life under the Blessed One, and the Blessed One will declare to me 'the world is eternal' ... or 'after death a Tathagata neither exists nor does not exist'"?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;"No, vernerable sir.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;"That being so, misguided man, who are you and what are you abandoning?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;5. "If anyone should say thus: "I will not lead the spiritual life under the Blessed One until the Blessed One declares to me 'the world is eternal'..or 'after death a Tathagata neither exists nor does not exist,"' that would still remain undeclared by the Tathagata and meanwhile that person would die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Suppose, Malunkyaputta, a man were wounded by an arrow thickly smeared with poison, and his friends and companions, his kinsmen and relatives, brought a surgeon to treat him. The man would say: 'I will not let the surgeon pull out this arrow until I know whether the man who wounded me was a khattiya, a brahmin, a merchant, or a worker.' And he would say: 'I will not let the surgeon pull out this arrow until I know the name and clan of the man who wounded me;... until I know whether the man who wounded me was tall, short, or of middle height;... undtil I know whether the man who wounded me was dark, brown, or golden-skinned;... until I know whether the man who wounded me lives in such a village, town, or city;... until I know whether the bow that wounded me was a long bow or a crossbow;... until I know whether the bowstring that wounded me was fiber, reed, sinew, hemp, or bark;... until I know whether the shaft that wounded me was wild or cultivated;... until I know with what kind of feathers the shaft that wounded me was fitted - whether those of a vulture, a heron, a hawk, a peacock, or a stork;... undtil I know with what kind of sinew the shaft that wounded me was bound - whether that of an ox, a buffalo, a deer, or a monkey;... until I know what kind of arrowhead it was that wounded me- whether spiked or razor-tipped or curved or barbed or calf-toothe or lancet-shaped.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;"All these would still not be known to that man, and meanwhile he would die. So too, Malunkyaputta, if anyone should say thus: 'I will not lead the spiritual life under the Blessed One until the Blessed One declares to me: "the world is eternal"... or "after death a Tathagata neither exists nor does not exist,"' that would still remain undeclared by the Tathagata and meanwhile that person would die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;6.&amp;nbsp; "Malunkyaputta, if there is the view 'the world is eternal,' the spiritual life cannot be lived; and if the view 'the world is not eternal,' the spiritual life cannot be lived. Whether there is the view 'the world is eternal' or the view ' the world is not eternal,' there is birth, there is aging, there is death, there are sorrow, lamentation, pain, dejection, and despair, the destruction of which I prescribe here and now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;If there is the view 'the world is finite'...'the world is infinite'..'the soul is the same as the body'...'the soul is one thing and and the body another ' ...'after death a Tathagata exists'...'after death a Tathagata does not exist,' the spiritual life cannot be lived...If there is the view &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;'after death a Tathagata both exists and does not exist,' the spiritual life cannot be lived; and if there is the view 'after death a Tathagta neither exists nor does not exist, ; the spiritual life cannot be lived. Whether there is the view 'after death a Tathagata both exists and does not exist' or the view ' after death a Tathata neither exists nor does not exist,' there is birth, there is aging, there is death, there&amp;nbsp;are sorrow, lamentation, pain, dejection, and despair, the destruction of which I prescribe here and now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;7.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Therefore, Malunkyaputta, remember what I have left undeclared as undeclared, and remember what I have declared as declared. And what have I left undeclared? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;'The world is eternal'-I have left undeclared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;'The world is not eternal'-I have left undeclared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;'The world is finite'-I have left undeclared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;'Theworld is infinite'-I have left undeclared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;'the soul is the same as the body'-I have left undeclared.&lt;br /&gt;'the soul is one thing and the body another'-I have left undeclared.&lt;br /&gt;'after death a Tathagata exists'-I have left undeclared.&lt;br /&gt;'after death a Tathagata does not exist' -I have left undeclared.&lt;br /&gt;'after death a Tathagata both exists and does not exist'-I have left undeclared.&lt;br /&gt;'after death a Tathagata neither exists nor does not exist'-I have left undeclared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&amp;nbsp; "Why have I left that undeclared? Because it is unbeneficial, it does not belong to the fundamentals of the spiritual life, it does not lead to disenchantment, to dispassion, to cessation, to peace, to direct knowledge, to enlightenment, to Nibbana. That is why I have left it undeclared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&amp;nbsp; "And what have I declared? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'This is suffering'-I have declared.&lt;br /&gt;'This is the origin of suffering'-I have declared.&lt;br /&gt;'This is the cessation of suffering'-I have declared.&lt;br /&gt;'This is the way leading to the cessation of suffering'-I have declared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&amp;nbsp; "Why have I declared that? Because it is beneficial, it belongs to the fundamentals of the spiritual life, it leads to disenchantment, to dispassion, to cessation, to peace, to direct knowledge, to enlightenment, to Nibbana. That is why I have declared it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Therefore, Malunkyaputta, remember what I have left undeclared as declared, and remember what I have declared as declared."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what the Blessed One said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Venerable Malunkyaputta was satisfied and delighted in the Blessed One's words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-3031762855346499011?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/3031762855346499011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/04/is-world-finite-or-infinite-eternal-or.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Ash</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;can't sleep in the city, you're far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;cigarettes keep you skinny, and your mind off the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;oh sometimes, sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;oh sometimes, sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;feelings are distant, and i know guilt by name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;it was the hardest thing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;watching you slip away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;oh sometimes, sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;sometimes it happens, feelings die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;whole years are lost in&amp;nbsp;the blink of an eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;we once had it all but events conspired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;oh sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;good morning sweet thing, you're safe in my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;i am no saint, but i understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;oh sometimes, sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;oh sometimes, sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;sometimes it happens, feelings die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;whole years are lost in the blink of an eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;we once had it all but events conspired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;oh sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;now that it is over, it is through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;it gets me everytime i think of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;sometimes it happens, feelings die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;oh sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;saturn's decline in my star sign,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;seasonal adjustments, stars realign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;sometimes it happens &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;oh sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-1045305547529991663?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/1045305547529991663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/04/ash.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/1045305547529991663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/1045305547529991663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/04/ash.html' title='Ash'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-3587139428732237786</id><published>2011-04-26T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T18:14:15.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cynicism</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Someone once said this -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;"Doing&amp;nbsp;the right thing&amp;nbsp;requires alot of effort"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;with Cynicism, things&amp;nbsp;cannot get any easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wiki:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"Cynicism&lt;/span&gt;" generally describes the opinions of those who are disinclined to rely upon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="extiw" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/sincerity" title="w:sincerity"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;sincerity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;, human &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/wiki/Virtue"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;virtue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;, or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="extiw" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/altruism" title="w:altruism"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;altruism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;, and maintain that self-interest is the primary motive of human behaviour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The cynic is one who never sees a good quality in a man and never fails to see a bad one. He is the human owl, vigilant in darkness and blind to light, mousing for vermin, and never seeing noble game. The cynic puts all human actions into two classes — openly bad and secretly bad. - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/wiki/Henry_Ward_Beecher"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Henry Ward Beecher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;, in Lectures to Young Men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Cynicism masquerades as wisdom, but it is the farthest thing from it. Because cynics don’t learn anything. Because cynicism is a self-imposed blindness, a rejection of the world because we are afraid it will hurt us or disappoint us. - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/wiki/Stephen_Colbert"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Stephen Colbert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Cynics are disappointed romantics; they keep looking for someone to admire and can never find anyone. - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/wiki/Len_Deighton"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Len Deighton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;A cynic is a man who knows the price of everything but the value of nothing." - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/wiki/Oscar_Wilde"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Oscar Wilde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The greater part of the truth is always hidden, in regions out of the reach of cynicism.&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/wiki/J._R._R._Tolkien"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;J. R. R. Tolkien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;, Letter to his son, Michael Tolkien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-3587139428732237786?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/3587139428732237786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/04/cynicism.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/3587139428732237786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/3587139428732237786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/04/cynicism.html' title='Cynicism'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-8622466556193485277</id><published>2011-04-25T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T15:40:19.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suitable and unsuitable times</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The not suitable times to make effort&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Bhikkhus, these five are the not suitable times to make effort. What five?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, bhikkhus, the bhikkhu is decayed and overcome by decay. This is the first time not suitable to make effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD4"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, bhikkhus,the bhikkhu is ill and is overcome by illness. This is the second time not suitable to make effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, bhikkhus there is a famine and grains become rare and it becomes impossible to collect even scraps. This is the third time not suitable to make effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, bhikkhus there is a time of fear from invading &lt;span8700150&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(0);" id="Y8700150S7" style="color: #f22100; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;forest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span8700150&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt; tribes on wheels. This is the fourth time not suitable to make effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, bhikkhus, the Community of bhikkhus &lt;span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD8"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;break up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. When the Community of bhikkhus break up, they blame each other, debase each other and get enclosed in small sections and reject certain sections. The displeased do not become pleased, some of those pleased go away. This is the fifth time not suitable to make effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bhikkhus, these five are the suitable times to make effort. What five?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, bhikkhus, the bhikkhu is young, in the prime of youth with &lt;span8700150&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(0);" id="Y8700150S4" style="color: #f22100; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;black hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span8700150&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;. This is the first time, suitable to make effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, bhikkhus,the bhikkhu is with few ailments, endowed with a good digestive &lt;span class="IL_AD" id="IL_AD2"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;system&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, not too cold, nor too hot, a suitable one to make endeavour This is the second time suitable to make effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, bhikkhus there is a time with plenty of food and grains and it becomes possible to collect food no doubts about scraps. This is the third time suitable to make effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, bhikkhus the people live united seeing each other with friendly eyes, mixing like milk and water. This is the fourth time suitable to make effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, bhikkhus, the united Community of bhikkhus live in concord not blaming each other, not debasing each other and not in small sections rejecting each other. The displeased become pleased and the pleased become more pleased. This is the fifth time suitable to make effort. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Bhikkhus, these are the five suitable times to make effort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-8622466556193485277?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/8622466556193485277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/04/suitable-and-unsuitable-times.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8622466556193485277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8622466556193485277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/04/suitable-and-unsuitable-times.html' title='Suitable and unsuitable times'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-5037421623745610364</id><published>2011-03-31T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T11:27:21.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank goodness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;When days and weeks and months go by, and the ho hum of living and surviving and supporting eats into the heart:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Thank goodness there are learned teachers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Thank goodness there are virtuous and wise learned teachers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Thank goodness these teachers have support from communities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Thank goodness there are bigger, worthy and interesting subjects to study about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Thank goodness there are these food for contemplation, for reflection, for practice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://santifm.org/santipada/2010/without-delay/"&gt;Ajahn Sujato's Essay - Without Delay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://santifm.org/santipada/2010/a-painful-ambiguity/"&gt;Ajahn Sujato's Essay - A Painful Ambiguity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://santifm.org/santipada/2010/all-dhammas/"&gt;Ajahn Sujato's Essay - All Dhammas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://santifm.org/santipada/2010/what-the-buddha-really-taught/"&gt;Ajahn Sujatao's Essay - What the Buddha Really Taught&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-5037421623745610364?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/5037421623745610364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/03/thank-goodness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/5037421623745610364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/5037421623745610364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/03/thank-goodness.html' title='Thank goodness'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-6609887808887202224</id><published>2011-03-28T15:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T15:56:47.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ajahn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Gonna post some meditation related links here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/lifeandstyle/2011/jan/22/three-parts-of-meditation-headspace?intcmp=239"&gt;Approach, Practice, Integration&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/lifeandstyle/2011/jan/22/how-to-meditate-tips-overcoming-obstacles?INTCMP=ILCNETTXT3487"&gt;Overcoming potential obstacles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Went to &lt;a href="http://www.dhammawiki.com/index.php?title=Ajahn_Sujato"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Ajahn Sujato's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Metta Meditation retreat recently and what was more rewarding than the actual meditation was&amp;nbsp;the process of straightening out ideas, understanding and spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Perhaps after trying to understand the Dharma, it is living in the spirit of the elements that encapsulate the Dharma that is what propells one to come face to face with the Dharma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-6609887808887202224?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/6609887808887202224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/03/ajahn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/6609887808887202224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/6609887808887202224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/03/ajahn.html' title='Ajahn'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-8081140322567479167</id><published>2011-03-09T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T23:28:28.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One fine day</title><content type='html'>One day, one day, there will be no more pleasures to chase.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-8081140322567479167?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/8081140322567479167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-fine-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8081140322567479167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8081140322567479167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-fine-day.html' title='One fine day'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-7513488784457088867</id><published>2011-02-25T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T15:40:20.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evils</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Found this to be a good read:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sucitto.blogspot.com/2011/01/sacred-africa.html"&gt;http://sucitto.blogspot.com/2011/01/sacred-africa.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;To&amp;nbsp;see when and how evil arises &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;To be aware of the dormant evil in ourselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;To&amp;nbsp;see the defences put up by the self-image in order to hide these evils&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;To understand how to&amp;nbsp;work around evils&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;To understand how to&amp;nbsp;empathize&amp;nbsp;with evils in forgiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-7513488784457088867?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/7513488784457088867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/02/evils.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/7513488784457088867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/7513488784457088867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/02/evils.html' title='Evils'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-552169791524129176</id><published>2011-02-10T18:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:30:01.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Urgent help!!</title><content type='html'>Urgently requiring a B+ platelete donors for Sharön Gwee xue Lin a 16 year old girl from singapore who is having cancer, and she needs atleast 2 platelet donors per day. Please let me know, Or you could help to pass this around quickly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-552169791524129176?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/552169791524129176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/02/urgent-help.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/552169791524129176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/552169791524129176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/02/urgent-help.html' title='Urgent help!!'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-5243975229629995018</id><published>2011-02-10T18:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:10:54.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The Four Noble Truths are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="paragraphheader"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thebigview.com/buddhism/fourtruths.html#truth1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;1. Life means suffering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="paragraphheader"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thebigview.com/buddhism/fourtruths.html#truth2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;2. The origin of suffering is attachment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="paragraphheader"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thebigview.com/buddhism/fourtruths.html#truth3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;3. The cessation of suffering is attainable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="paragraphheader"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thebigview.com/buddhism/fourtruths.html#truth4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;4. The path to the cessation of suffering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;These are the 4 findings that the&amp;nbsp;Buddha found on his enlightenment. In the area of reasearch, research findings can be tested by accessing their Internal validity, External validity and Reliability.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Take the 2nd Noble Truth: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;For internal validity, suffering would be the effect that we want to measure. And attachment would be the dependent variable. Would the preposition that lesser attachment lead to lesser suffering be valid in a controlled experiment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;If this preposition passes the internal validity test, would it pass the external validity test? Would the 2nd Noble Truth hold true for the rest of the population, regardless of age, occupation, location?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;And is this preposition have a high reliability, giving consistent results?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-5243975229629995018?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/5243975229629995018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/02/test.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/5243975229629995018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/5243975229629995018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/02/test.html' title='Test'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-3976362608913257814</id><published>2011-02-10T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T17:36:17.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choices&amp;Options</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Does having more options and choices for anything and everything bring about more freedom and bring us closer to our attempt at the imitation of living the heavenly blessed life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;For the first time in my life, I'm begining to believe that having less options available actually brings with it more peace (from greed), and a higher chance to obtaining the best outcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Imagine if a Prince siddharta was in our time and age, what are the odds of him choosing the livelihood of the noble homelessness in search for the deathlessness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;During his time, for a self-respecting person there was the life of a householder belonging to the clan that you're born into or the life of a hermit. Doing something out of the family occupation is something which was socially abnormal and something which was not a viable option.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Today, there are just too many options. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Humans with all their&amp;nbsp;dormant fear &amp;amp; greed would suffer from this paralysis when presented with so many options.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Even the Prince had a tough time deciding during his time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;What about us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Although with foresight and hindsight, many things could be done differently,&amp;nbsp;one can only make the best choice at the time. This doesn't mean that&amp;nbsp;one always make the right decision. But simply that decisions are based on best guesses at the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-3976362608913257814?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/3976362608913257814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/02/choices.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/3976362608913257814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/3976362608913257814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2011/02/choices.html' title='Choices&amp;Options'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-2627190940551386354</id><published>2010-12-07T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T00:25:29.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-Interest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Forget about self, non-self, entity, non-entity concepts. Let's talk about self-interest. The world is ruled by the interests of self, of companies, of unions, of nations, of alliances. But let's just talk about self-interest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Self-interest are interests that purposely or not, server to protect&amp;nbsp;the Self or grow&amp;nbsp;the Self, and&amp;nbsp;could also&amp;nbsp;diminish/damange&amp;nbsp;the Self. Here, I mean Self in the sense of an institution rather than a physical self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The classification for self-interests are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Interests that if pursued, bring damage to&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;Self. It could be that we are unaware of the fact that these interests would bring about deterioration of Self&amp;nbsp;and accredit demerits to the Self, or we could be very well aware but the pursuit of these interests seem to outweigh the mere preservation and growth of Self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;In&amp;nbsp;some&amp;nbsp;conflict&amp;nbsp;situations, we have to consider&amp;nbsp;how much&amp;nbsp;can the institution of&amp;nbsp;Self be preserved. And if these interest could still be pursued with limiting damage to the&amp;nbsp;Self by carefully monitoring and guarding against&amp;nbsp;any threatening effects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;This type of interest can be as trivial as laziness and restlessness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; interests that should be taken up to protect the existing integrity of the Self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Self-interests are also those interests that should be taken up to grow the Self. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;In almost every passive and reactive actions, the potention for fulfilling self-interest is measured up before the conscious/unconscious decision made. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;We've all heard of some astonishing decisions made.&amp;nbsp;The story about the&amp;nbsp;Buddhista who jumped from the clift intending to become a food for a hungry tigeress. It is said that the Buddhista knew that if this act&amp;nbsp;was done,&amp;nbsp;he would become a Buddha in a shorter time.&amp;nbsp;Also about&amp;nbsp;the Buddhista rabbit who jumped into a fire to become food for a&amp;nbsp;passing&amp;nbsp;ascetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Until the Dharma of non-self is realized, the fulfillment of self-interest is&amp;nbsp;the drivingg&amp;nbsp;force in the&amp;nbsp;core of our very being. It is clear that in these&amp;nbsp;unlikely decisions, the dominating self-interest is of the 3rd type. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Perhaps when we are not&amp;nbsp;doing self-interest of the 3rd type, we should be&amp;nbsp;either by presevering the Self or&amp;nbsp;at least to&amp;nbsp;protect&amp;nbsp;the Self from our own destructive self-interests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-2627190940551386354?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/2627190940551386354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/12/self-interest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/2627190940551386354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/2627190940551386354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/12/self-interest.html' title='Self-Interest'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-5176701770052956956</id><published>2010-12-04T15:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T15:19:13.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Religion does not make Good people</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Today, I agree with&amp;nbsp;WHAT I THINK I&amp;nbsp;REMEMBER&amp;nbsp;Bhante saying (not quoting Bhante here) - that religion (here in mean Buddhism in general, as I have very limited knowledge on others)does not necessarily make good people. And these are the reasons why I agree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;-The partial/flawed faith and practice in Buddhism is not a neccessary condition to be a good person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;and neither is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;-The partial/flawed faith and practice in Buddhism a sufficient condition to be a good person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Am I being cynical of Buddhism's&amp;nbsp;personal influence? I mentioned partial/flawed didn't I.&amp;nbsp;Is this realisation of importance? Yes. Many with hugely but blindly inflated egos, feel that because of their gathered knowledge and/or practice&amp;nbsp;of Buddhism they are good people. This support of Buddhism creates a deep ground of&amp;nbsp;illusion that they are good people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;When I mean good people, I mean the very basic condition of being a good person. No flowery, lacy&amp;nbsp;words like kindness, compassion, empathy, generousity etc. Just the dough of it which is - not wanting to harm others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Not wanting harm not only physically, but emotionally and psychologically, mentally. Hitler the supreme evil of modern times may not have laid a killer's finger in his entire life. But he has harmed tens and hundreds millions through his wants, egoistic ambitions, hatred, delusion. Even under a&amp;nbsp;noble cloak of harmlessness can harm be wanted on others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;A good person is a neccessary and sufficient condition for a good friend. You'll only call someone a friend if they are on the same camp as you are, that is not to&amp;nbsp;cause harm&amp;nbsp;to each other but to focus on a common cause - be it to just stroll on the pestures, to fight an opposing army, or to build a castle. But of cause it is wise to continue to be aware of&amp;nbsp;the one who has become your friend. This can be trickier as the noble cloak of harmlessness is now folded twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;But that doesn't mean it is too difficult to see after removing the flowery prints and laces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A good friend who points out mistakes and imperfections and rebukes evil is to be respected as if he reveals a secret of hidden treasure."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"An insincere and evil friend is more to be feared than a wild beast; a wild beast may wound your body, but an evil friend will wound your mind."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-Quotes are accredited to the Buddha by Bukkyo Dendo Kyokai in The Teachings of Buddha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He who lives purely and self-assured,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In quietness and virtue,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who is without harm or hurt or blame,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even if he wears fine clothes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So long as he also has faith,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He is a true seeker.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-Dhammapada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-5176701770052956956?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/5176701770052956956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/12/religion-does-not-make-good-people.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/5176701770052956956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/5176701770052956956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/12/religion-does-not-make-good-people.html' title='Religion does not make Good people'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-7997665155852894201</id><published>2010-11-29T23:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T23:46:25.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Simple Philosophy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;The Desiderata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Go placidly amid the noise and haste,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;and remember what peace there may be in silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;As far as possible without surrender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;be on good terms with all persons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Speak your truth quietly and clearly;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;and listen to others,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;even the dull and the ignorant;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;they too have their story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Avoid loud and aggressive persons,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;they are vexatious to the spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;If you compare yourself with others,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;you may become vain and bitter;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Keep interested in your own career, however humble;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Exercise caution in your business affairs;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;for the world is full of trickery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;many persons strive for high ideals;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;and everywhere life is full of heroism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Be yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Especially, do not feign affection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Neither be cynical about love;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;it is as perennial as the grass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Take kindly the counsel of the years,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;gracefully surrendering the things of youth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Beyond a wholesome discipline,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;be gentle with yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;You are a child of the universe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;no less than the trees and the stars;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;you have a right to be here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;And whether or not it is clear to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Therefore be at peace with God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;whatever you conceive Him to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;and whatever your labors and aspirations,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;it is still a beautiful world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Be cheerful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Strive to be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Max Ehrmann's peom&amp;nbsp;written in 1927&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Wholesome&amp;nbsp;philosophies are just timeless...and so are the Dhammas within them....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-7997665155852894201?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/7997665155852894201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/11/philosophy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/7997665155852894201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/7997665155852894201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/11/philosophy.html' title='Life&apos;s Simple Philosophy'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-1563688052973006030</id><published>2010-11-20T16:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T16:46:38.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain Of Being Dumbfounded</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Yesterday at the BDMS, Bhante was discussing this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"There are, O householder, five desirable, pleasant, and agreeable things which are rare in the world. What are those five? They are long life, beauty, happiness, fame and (rebirth in) a heaven. But of those five things, O householder, I do no teach that they are to be obtained by prayer or by vows. If one could obtain them by prayer or vows, who would not do it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"For a noble disciple, O householder, who wishes to have long life, it is not befitting that he should pray for long life or take delight in so doing. He should rather follow a path of life that is conducive to longevity. By following such a path he will obtain long life, be it divine or human.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;"For a noble disciple, O householder, who wishes to have beauty... happiness... fame (rebirth in) a heaven, it is not befitting that he should pray for them or take delight in so doing. He should rather follow a path of life that is conducive to beauty... happiness... fame... (rebirth in) a heaven. By following such a path he will obtain beauty, happiness, fame, and (rebirth in) a heaven." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;— AN 5.43&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Aside from the Buddha saying that the desired things cannot be obtained by prayers and vows, it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;seemed unnecessary for the Buddha to have pointed out that if these desired things are wished for, one should follow a path of life that is conducive to those things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;If you wanted to slim down, you'd follow the path that is conducive to that - not eating what you shouldn't be eating etc. That's obvious and anybody wanting that would do that right? But NO, that's not the case (most of the time anyway).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;From &lt;em&gt;Light comes through by Dzigar Kongtrul:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;The Pain of Being Dumbfounded&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Most animals can't discern, beyond their programmed instincts to survive, the relationship between causes and results. They respond to habitual conditioning or punishment and reward, but the ability to self-reflect does not generally exist for them. Sometimes we hear incredible stories about animals where they express an amazing amount of compassion and intelligence. But in general, their focus moves from one tuft of grass to the next. In a blizzard, cows often just stand there and freeze because they don't have the capacity to strategize. Entire herds of animals have been known to jump off cliffs when chased. Understand that this is not to embarrass or put down animals (huh??), it just speaks of the pain of stupidity they exprience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Unlike animals, human beings have an acute ability to reason and discern between right and wrong, and we function in the world of cause and effect all the time-we pay our bills, hold a job, and find ways to feed and clothe ourselves. In school we may collect a lot of information about the world and how to live effectively in it. Yet we often still find overselves disengaged from our own clarity, moving without thinking, in ways that are not much different from animals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Our intelligence may be exceptionally sharp, but we can still live out an entire lifetime without solving the fundamental question of happiness. Subsconsciously we know that there must be something we can do, and we want to do whatever that is, but we can't access the knowledge. So a feeling of paralyzing inferiority invades our minds. Getting frozen in the state of being dumbfounded is a big source of suffering for us because we don't find much contentment in life when our actions don't meet our intentions."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Sadly, it was neccessary for the Buddha to point out such a no-brainer (hence the requisite for a Buddha to have unlimited patience). That is because we are dumbfounded (although really we are intelligent....).&amp;nbsp;Sometimes our actions not only don't meet our intentions, but they oppose our intentions. Or even dumber, we don't know what our intentions should be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;The animal hide should be removed and we can utilize our&amp;nbsp;unique ability&amp;nbsp;bethroned to a human - ability&amp;nbsp;to form relationships between causes and results, ability to&amp;nbsp;self-reflect, ability to change habitual conditioning, ability to see - no matter how small - the hill range far beyond instead of fixing on the next turf of grass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I should stop being such a cow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-1563688052973006030?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/1563688052973006030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/11/pain-of-being-dumbfounded.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/1563688052973006030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/1563688052973006030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/11/pain-of-being-dumbfounded.html' title='Pain Of Being Dumbfounded'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-5490836341325706156</id><published>2010-11-13T21:25:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T23:48:54.036+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><title type='text'>Diligent Joy</title><content type='html'>The Art of Happiness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days I no longer want to call happiness Happiness. Ever since I've introduced myself to Diligent Joy. Let me now introduce it to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diligent Joy is a comfortable joy (not estatic joy), contentment if considered mildly. Sounds exactly like Happiness doesn't it. But Happines gives the impression of an elusive feeling that you are waiting for to arrive. When I say 'May I be happy', I could without realising end up meaning 'May I be happy.....&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;someday&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;' or 'May I be happy....&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;please with all the stroke of lucky in the world let this this &amp;amp; this happen'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But having Diligent Joy is to ENSURE with diligence that you work to have joy in your heart. That means you don't wait around for one day, some day, something. Rather, ENSURING that right now, right here, every single time, joy is brought to your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having Diligent Joy also means ENSURING with diligence that the joy that is now brought over is protected and maintained by you. And of course being diligent means necessarily having to repeat over and over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-5490836341325706156?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/5490836341325706156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/11/diligent-joy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/5490836341325706156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/5490836341325706156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/11/diligent-joy.html' title='Diligent Joy'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-4412247872349633090</id><published>2010-11-09T22:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T22:37:27.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Divinity Theory, A Ritualistic Fable &amp; A Terrible Poem - that made my day</title><content type='html'>1) A Divinity Theory -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Imagine that the universe is a great spinning engine. You want to stay near the core of the thing- right in the hub of the wheel - not out at the edges where all the wild whirling takes place, where you can get frayed and crazy. The hub of calmness- that is your heart. That's where God lives within you. So stop looking for answers in the world. Just keep coming back to that center and you'll always find peace."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) A Ritualistic Fable -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For hours a day, a great saint and his followers would meditate on God. The only problem was that the saint had a young cat, an annoying creature, who used to walk through the temple meowing and purring and bothering everyone during meditation. So the saint, in all his practical wisdom, commanded that the cat be tied to a pole outside for a few hours a day, only during meditation, so as to not disturb anyone. This became a habit- tying the cat to the pole and then meditating on God- but as years passed, the habit hardened into religious ritual. Nobody could meditate unless the cat was tied to the pole first. Then one day the cat died. The saint's followers were panic-stricken. It was a major religious crisis- how could they meditate now, without a cat tied to a pole? How would they reach God? In their minds, the cat had become the means."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) A Terrible Poem -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"However,&lt;br /&gt;If they'd let me wear pants made out of the fresh-mown grass from this place,&lt;br /&gt;I'd do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they'd let me make out&lt;br /&gt;with every single Eucalyptus tree in Ganesh's Grove,&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I'd do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've sweated out dew these days,&lt;br /&gt;worked out the dregs,&lt;br /&gt;rubbed my chin on tree bark,&lt;br /&gt;mistaking it for my master's leg,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get far enough in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they'd let me eat the soil of this place&lt;br /&gt;served on a bed of birds' nests,&lt;br /&gt;I'd finish only half my plate,&lt;br /&gt;Then sleep all night on the rest."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-4412247872349633090?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/4412247872349633090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/11/divinity-theory-ritualistic.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/4412247872349633090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/4412247872349633090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/11/divinity-theory-ritualistic.html' title='A Divinity Theory, A Ritualistic Fable &amp; A Terrible Poem - that made my day'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-6263652245461853681</id><published>2010-11-08T23:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T00:54:22.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOD I believe in</title><content type='html'>Julia Roberts converted to Hinduism. Really?! How did that ever happen???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I see how. Because even myself is now open to a belief in God. Let me explain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Eat Pray Love is the most beautiful (and only) memoir I've ever read, its filled with sentence after sentence of humour, insightful inquisitions, honest revelations of emotions and much more.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Detachment creates a confused, conflicted suffering being out of you, go to the other D word - Devotion. And Devotion to what? Devotion to the 3 Gems? Perhaps it's only me, I had often felt it difficult to muster a way to convincingly split a strong, focused, deep feeling such as Devotion and allocate, place fractions of it to the numerous magnificent qualities of the Buddha, Dharma &amp;amp; Sangha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps that is the reason I fancy the act of giving Devotion to a full, single, complete entity of a God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intellectually, the 3 Gems remain as the Devotional qualities that my mind projects to. Emotionally, I find it may be a good idea to devote myself to become like the memoir says &lt;strong&gt;"He Who Dwells in the Heart of the Lord Who Dwells Within His Own Heart". &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I think it maybe a heartening break from D-Detachment to try reaching for and connecting with the Lord Who Dwells Within My Own Heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-6263652245461853681?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/6263652245461853681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/11/god-i-believe-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/6263652245461853681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/6263652245461853681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/11/god-i-believe-in.html' title='GOD I believe in'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-8272668230980144581</id><published>2010-10-27T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T22:09:30.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seal or Owl</title><content type='html'>Day 2 with Dzigar Kongtrul's Light Comes Through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In Tibet They say there is a lake where, during a particular full moon each year, the seal-like creatures who live there gather fish in their mouths and offer them up to hordes of owls who hover in the trees above, waiting to eat. There is no apparent reason for the seals to offer the fish other than the fact that the owls seem to expect it. As the story goes, the seals gain nothing from offering the fish, and the owls are never satisfied. So, they say, since there is no obvious reason for this dynamic to be as it is, “it must be lenchak.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lenchak dynamic has two sides: the seal side and the owl side. If we are the seal, we feel an unspoken emotional responsibility for someone else’s mind and well-being. We feel pulled toward this person as if they have a claim on us. It’s a strong visceral experience, and we have a physical reaction to it: the phone rings and we check our caller ID—it’s “the owl.” We should pick it up, but we are overcome by a strong wave of anxiety and repulsion, as if we are being attacked by our own nervous system. We brace ourselves for a problem or a strong emotional download. As much as we want to detach ourselves from this person, we can’t break loose; it’s as if they have captured us, and there’s no escape— checkmate! Of course, this is not the case. In truth we are held hostage by our own attachment, guilt, and inability to resist the pain that comes from feeling unreasonably responsible for them. On one hand, we can’t bear watching the owl struggle. On the other hand, we can’t let go. This dynamic brings us down; it makes us lose our luster as human beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, the owl is never satisfied, no matter how many fish the seal tries to feed it. Of course, when caught in the owl syndrome we don’t see it in this way. We feel neglected, isolated, and weak. The reason for this is that we are depending on someone else in hopes that they will manage our fears. We have so many unspoken demands, although we often express these demands in a meek and needy way. The owl syndrome reduces us to a childlike state. We begin to question whether or not we can do things on our own, and we lose confidence in our ability to face our mind and emotions. Interestingly, the owl—so frail, needy, and insecure—is not necessarily as feeble as it seems to be. In fact, the owl has the upper hand. It’s a little manipulative, if you want to know the truth. The owl just doesn’t want to clean up its own mess. This is a privileged attitude. If the owl couldn’t afford to be weak—if it didn’t have the seal—it would naturally rise to its own challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The irony of this dynamic is that, in most cases, the more fish the seal offers the owl, the more resentful, demanding, and dissatisfied the owl gets. For both the seal and owl, this kind of dependence and expectation gives way to a lot of ugliness. At work we may have to hold our tongues and swallow what our boss has to say, but there is no holding back with our loved ones. We let our guard down and allow ourselves to get ugly, spreading our web of ego anxieties all over the place. It’s true, the seal may temporarily pacify the owl, but no mutual respect arises from this kind of arrangement. And in truth, isn’t it respect that we want most of all? Everyone wants love and care, but, more than these, human beings want respect for who they are. Even an enemy can respect another enemy. There is a sense of human dignity in this. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-8272668230980144581?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/8272668230980144581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/10/seal-or-owl.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8272668230980144581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8272668230980144581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/10/seal-or-owl.html' title='Seal or Owl'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-4846704351893716476</id><published>2010-10-20T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T22:57:47.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupidity</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Day 1 with Dzigar Kongtrul's Light Comes Through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupidity issn't a familiar attribute among the unwholesome list of attributes, but it is the opposite of being wise. To be wise is being able to differentiate what's good and bad, understanding the situation and knowing how to act accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few are wise, and being wise is correctly associated with age as with lots of age gone by you will be able to see with your own eyes the results of earlier causes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"While ignorance is simply the state of not knowing, stupidity is the dull state of mind that allows us to repeat the same thing over and over again despite its negative conseqquences...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupidity is a mind on cruise control. A mind enveloped in stupidity is copletely oblivious to the laws of cause and effect, seed and fruit. It doesn't connect happiness with the causes of happiness or suffering with the causes of suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....And we don't often question whether or not this (structuring our lives around wealth and power) fulfills our intention for happiness, because we are consumed by our immediate needs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupidity becomes a standard for us in this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....the suffering of stupidity is there in all of us. Ut is everywhere. Whereever we look, there it is in everyone's life. This is something very large. We're talking about billions of people suffering because their actions don't meet their intention for happiness."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-4846704351893716476?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/4846704351893716476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/10/stupidity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/4846704351893716476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/4846704351893716476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/10/stupidity.html' title='Stupidity'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-6896874513428672772</id><published>2010-09-06T01:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T02:27:57.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty of Symmetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TIPhF-v7ZAI/AAAAAAAAAiE/_38HKzB-AWE/s1600/mindfulness-istock-prv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513497861691237378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TIPhF-v7ZAI/AAAAAAAAAiE/_38HKzB-AWE/s400/mindfulness-istock-prv.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the subject of happiness, if there is any external way of bringing happiness, I think it would be coming in contact with beauty. What is considered beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More often than not, SYMMETRY is considered beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Circle makes a beautiful shape,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Symmetry makes a beautiful face,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Expanding &amp;amp; contracting makes a beautiful universe theory,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rising &amp;amp; falling makes a beautiful phenomena,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Climbing &amp;amp; falling makes a beautiful sound.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Symmetry reduces choatic inconsistancies, symmetry brings equilibrium, symmetry brings a peace of mind, symmetry brings completion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-6896874513428672772?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/6896874513428672772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/09/beauty-of-symmetry.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/6896874513428672772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/6896874513428672772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/09/beauty-of-symmetry.html' title='Beauty of Symmetry'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TIPhF-v7ZAI/AAAAAAAAAiE/_38HKzB-AWE/s72-c/mindfulness-istock-prv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-1204319338115892608</id><published>2010-09-01T21:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T22:17:45.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I wasn't happy at all sometime in the day. I felt like I've caught the life-is-a-torture disease for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Should I go for some therapy, should I go to a doctor?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Life is supposed to be suffering, unsatisfactory...that's right, that's it...you're seeing unsatisfactory now'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You gotto reflect...reflect on what's causing you to feel the suffering you're feeling right now'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you can't do anything about it, what do you do?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's happy now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Happy is he who has lofty and noble aspirations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Happy is he who enriches the lives of others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Happy is he who allows others to live in peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Happy is he who makes this world a better place to live in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Happy is he whose work, chores and daily tasks are labours of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Happy is he who loves love.'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;- Ven. Dr. K Sri Dhammananda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-1204319338115892608?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/1204319338115892608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/09/who-is-happy.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/1204319338115892608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/1204319338115892608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/09/who-is-happy.html' title='Who is happy'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-8791179020144193388</id><published>2010-08-22T15:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T15:55:45.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A lot of Nonsense by Bhikkhu Khantipalo</title><content type='html'>A lot of fuss&lt;br /&gt;A lot of tears&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people&lt;br /&gt;A lot of trouble&lt;br /&gt;A lot of money&lt;br /&gt;A lot of time&lt;br /&gt;And all for what?&lt;br /&gt;A little body!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blob of proteins&lt;br /&gt;Fast unwinding,&lt;br /&gt;A little corpse&lt;br /&gt;Quick decaying.&lt;br /&gt;No longer is it&lt;br /&gt;Dear Father, mother&lt;br /&gt;Or any darling other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spite of this&lt;br /&gt;We must have&lt;br /&gt;Consolations and coffins&lt;br /&gt;Processions and Tombstones&lt;br /&gt;Parties and mourning&lt;br /&gt;Rites and rituals&lt;br /&gt;Buried or burnt&lt;br /&gt;Embalmed forever,&lt;br /&gt;All for these little&lt;br /&gt;Bloated bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sons remember&lt;br /&gt;Grandsons little,&lt;br /&gt;And after them&lt;br /&gt;Are the dead forgotten,&lt;br /&gt;Stones and bones alone remaining.&lt;br /&gt;So is this not&lt;br /&gt;A lot of nonsense?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-8791179020144193388?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/8791179020144193388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/08/lot-of-nonsense-by-bhikkhu-khantipalo.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8791179020144193388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8791179020144193388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/08/lot-of-nonsense-by-bhikkhu-khantipalo.html' title='A lot of Nonsense by Bhikkhu Khantipalo'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-6635610761027816489</id><published>2010-08-15T01:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T02:07:41.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So you think you can map this</title><content type='html'>Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TGbbUi66k-I/AAAAAAAAAhk/K49PvnFAG-w/s1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505328740524790754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TGbbUi66k-I/AAAAAAAAAhk/K49PvnFAG-w/s400/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-6635610761027816489?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/6635610761027816489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-you-think-you-can-map-this.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/6635610761027816489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/6635610761027816489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-you-think-you-can-map-this.html' title='So you think you can map this'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TGbbUi66k-I/AAAAAAAAAhk/K49PvnFAG-w/s72-c/untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-3901279912979685171</id><published>2010-08-12T16:50:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T18:39:29.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning-points</title><content type='html'>Some of us may think we haven't encountered any turning-point in our lives. Typically I'd think of a turning-point as a single pivotal event which drastically rotated one's future life course around 180 degs. From the perspective of the right side-up to upside down, or the other way round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I feel that by our mid-lives most of us have already been through turning-point(s) of some degrees if not a full 180. If you have been through an event or a point of time wherein you saw a changed perspective on your life course, then it is a turning-point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the Buddha's life story as I know it, these are some of the significant points in his life course:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Age 16, Prince Siddhartha married Princess Yasodhara. (This is a marked progress in the royal life course by becoming a royal couple)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 Age 29, Prince Siddhartha got a son. (This is a marked progress in the royal life course by becoming a royal family)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;#3 Age 29, Prince Siddhartha ran away from the royal palace and his family to go homeless and possessionless. (If this didn't happen, he would have continued to progress further in the royal life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 Age 35, ascetic Siddhartha switched his approach. (If this didn't happen, he would have remained as an unacommplished ascetic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legend has it that baby Prince Siddhartha, as soon as he was born, took 7 steps and proclaimed that this is his last rebirth. On the other hand, all but one brahmin scholar gave the dual prediction that the Prince could either become a 'Wheel-turning' Monarch or a Buddha. But I feel that after his enlightenment, the Buddha seemed to go about as if he knew that it was meant to happen in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since divine planning and intervention are out, how is it that events &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;#3 and #4&lt;/span&gt; come about such that it drastically changed the life course of the Prince and later the ascetic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are born, our default life course is deterministic by external forces such as the social, cultural, physical &amp;amp; environmental elements. Imagine if we followed the paved life course that's decided for us by societial norms and decision making adults. Some of us could now be living a varsely different life course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some turning points are thrown at us, like if a tree falls on your head and caused permanent disability, like if you're suddenly expecting octets instead of a single baby. Are they Karmically deterministic (reap what you sowed), or a stroke of pure coincidence of the product of probabilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how about those that require us to take an explicit action of making a decision. Getting married, getting separated, quitting a job, becoming a monk/nun. Are they also Karmically deterministic (beyond doubt that we will make that choice in the end because of our innate nature)? Or is the final decision making point truely a 50-50 free will, even after taking into consideration external, mental and emotional influences?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone from my company asked me what was the triggering factor for me to leave the company. Strangely, I was taken aback by this question although it's the usual one asked. I told him that there was a couple of contributing factors. He said I still hadn't answer his question, what was the triggering factor. That was when I saw that indeed in every turning-point decision to be made, there should be a single trigger that finally tipped the scale to one side - that even the multiple cumulative factors could not do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to have a feel of what we want. It's good to have a trigger point defined and act upon it, otherwise we might feel like we made a decision when we shouldn't have, or feel like we didn't make the decision when we should have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For event #3, Prince Siddhartha had a feel of what he wanted - deathlessness. Triggering factor was the birth of his son, although previously he didn't have that much interest in the royal palace life anyway and had seen the real world of sickness and death outside the walls of the palace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For event #4, ascetic Siddhartha knew he needed knowledge that will bring about deathlessness. &lt;em&gt;This is off text records, and is only my belief:&lt;/em&gt; Triggering factor was him finally fainting unconscious due to his frail body state. Although his body state was deteriorating for a long 6 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-3901279912979685171?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/3901279912979685171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/08/turning-points_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/3901279912979685171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/3901279912979685171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/08/turning-points_12.html' title='Turning-points'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-7657438012833877354</id><published>2010-08-10T17:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T19:27:57.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mis-doing Jhana</title><content type='html'>This is by far the most intriguing use of the word Jhana I've ever come across, and it conjures up a hilarious picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;‘Then, when Māra Dūsī had pos&amp;shy;sessed the brah&amp;shy;man house&amp;shy;hold&amp;shy;ers, they abused, reviled, mocked, and harassed the vir&amp;shy;tu&amp;shy;ous monks of good char&amp;shy;ac&amp;shy;ter thus: “These baldies, monkies, menial dark&amp;shy;ies spawned from the Ancestor’s feet, claim: ‘We’re doing jhāna! We’re doing jhāna!’ and with shoul&amp;shy;ders droop&amp;shy;ing, heads hang&amp;shy;ing, and all limp they do jhāna, re-do jhāna, out-do jhāna, and mis-do jhāna. Just like an owl on a branch watch&amp;shy;ing out for a mouse… like a jackal on a river&amp;shy;bank watch&amp;shy;ing out for fish… like a cat by a door-post or a dust&amp;shy;bin or a drain watch&amp;shy;ing out for a mouse… like a clapped-out don&amp;shy;key hang&amp;shy;ing around a door-post or a dust&amp;shy;bin or a drain does jhāna, re-does jhāna, out-does jhāna, and mis-does jhāna…” ’&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a total mis-fit here to use the meaning of Jhana as we know in its usual sense of the word - that is the rapture, bliss born from the seclusion of the senses. The passage here uses &lt;em&gt;'the basic, non-specialized mean&amp;shy;ing of jhāna: close, sus&amp;shy;tained, con&amp;shy;cen&amp;shy;trated obser&amp;shy;va&amp;shy;tion at a sin&amp;shy;gle point.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help being reminded of walking meditating when I read the passage. The analogy of a watchful, patient observation by a predator for it's food is exactly how it feels about doing walking meditation. Perhaps the greater distance separation between the head and feet as compared with the abdomen, combined with the especially specific attention to detail required for walking (lifting, moving, placing) made me feel alot like an akward eagle inspecting the movement of a mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also the description 'with shoul&amp;shy;ders droop&amp;shy;ing, heads hang&amp;shy;ing, and all limp' probably is a suggestion of walking meditation itself. The trying of attaining Jhana (if it's in its usual sense of the word) by walking adds up to the strangeness of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the mystery factor associated with the Jhanas, I have no doubt whatsoever about their descriptions. The passage below looks like it's describing the actual process of going towards Jhana:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;‘Thus dwelling con&amp;shy;tem&amp;shy;plat&amp;shy;ing a body in the body [feel&amp;shy;ings… mind… dham&amp;shy;mas…], bod&amp;shy;ily dis&amp;shy;tur&amp;shy;bance arises based on the body [feel&amp;shy;ings… mind… dham&amp;shy;mas…], or the heart is lazy, or the mind is dis&amp;shy;tracted exter&amp;shy;nally. That monk should direct his mind to some inspir&amp;shy;ing basis. Doing so, glad&amp;shy;ness is born in him. In one who is glad, rap&amp;shy;ture is born. In one with rap&amp;shy;tur&amp;shy;ous mind, the body becomes tran&amp;shy;quil. One with tran&amp;shy;quil body feels bliss. In one who is bliss&amp;shy;ful, the mind enters samādhi. He con&amp;shy;sid&amp;shy;ers thus: “I have accom&amp;shy;plished that pur&amp;shy;pose for which I directed my mind; now let me with&amp;shy;draw.” He with&amp;shy;draws, and nei&amp;shy;ther ini&amp;shy;ti&amp;shy;ates nor sus&amp;shy;tains appli&amp;shy;ca&amp;shy;tion of mind. He under&amp;shy;stands: “I am with&amp;shy;out ini&amp;shy;tial &amp;amp; sus&amp;shy;tained appli&amp;shy;ca&amp;shy;tion of mind, I am mind&amp;shy;ful and bliss&amp;shy;ful within myself.” SN 47.10&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second half contents of the prose above is commonly seen elsewhere, i.e. from gladness-&gt;rapture-&gt;tranquil-&gt;bliss-&gt;samadhi. I avoid delving into this sequence of experience as I'll only be caught in the maze of boxing sublime and nonspecific experiences into concepts with blurred limiting points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I found the first half distinguishing because it's emphatically reflective of my experience which is the trying stage of the cyclic process: comtemplative dwelling in the body-&gt;physical/emotional/mental distractions-&gt;directing mind to an inspring basis-&gt;contemplative dwelling in body-&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be inappropriate to label the act of 'directing mind to an inspring basis' as having discursive and distracting thoughts to be cast aside, as it actually plays a positive reinforcement to enduring with the distractions and staying with the contemplative dwelling in the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What inspires our mind and re-energizes us change often, but what would effectively convince myself that it's worth staying on with the dwelling in the body than to call it quits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telling myself it's the best possible activity I could possibly be doing right now. It's the best because it's to experience the pleasure not based on the five conditional senses, but from the withdrawl of the senses. It's a unique pleasure, the very same one that the Buddha saw and took as the way forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Passages source: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://santipada.org/aswiftpairofmessengers/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://santipada.org/aswiftpairofmessengers/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-7657438012833877354?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/7657438012833877354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/08/mis-doing-jhana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/7657438012833877354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/7657438012833877354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/08/mis-doing-jhana.html' title='Mis-doing Jhana'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-4533110968374159644</id><published>2010-07-23T01:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T11:21:34.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>http://santipada.org/aswiftpairofmessengers/</title><content type='html'>Can hardly contain my excitment when I read about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's THE THING I've been needing and waiting for all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A detailed and informative written analysis of and inquiry into the range of interpretations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so loving this so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This work is an attempt to clar&amp;shy;ify the mean&amp;shy;ing and func&amp;shy;tion of samatha (tran&amp;shy;quil&amp;shy;ity) and vipas&amp;shy;sanā (insight) in Bud&amp;shy;dhist med&amp;shy;i&amp;shy;ta&amp;shy;tion. Much has been writ&amp;shy;ten on this topic, yet a cloud of con&amp;shy;fu&amp;shy;sion per&amp;shy;sists. Even though mod&amp;shy;ern Bud&amp;shy;dhism claims to rest on a foun&amp;shy;da&amp;shy;tion of inquiry, many med&amp;shy;i&amp;shy;ta&amp;shy;tors seem will&amp;shy;ing to invest their spir&amp;shy;i&amp;shy;tual trust in med&amp;shy;i&amp;shy;ta&amp;shy;tion tech&amp;shy;niques with&amp;shy;out care&amp;shy;fully con&amp;shy;sid&amp;shy;er&amp;shy;ing exactly what it is they are practicing.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is the ded&amp;shy;i&amp;shy;cated thirst for under&amp;shy;stand&amp;shy;ing, not the com&amp;shy;pla&amp;shy;cent acqui&amp;shy;es&amp;shy;cence in an ancient the&amp;shy;ory, which gives rise to true wis&amp;shy;dom. All too often Bud&amp;shy;dhists come out trum&amp;shy;pet&amp;shy;ing their com&amp;shy;mit&amp;shy;ment to free inquiry over tra&amp;shy;di&amp;shy;tion, then con&amp;shy;tent them&amp;shy;selves with cri&amp;shy;tiquing any tra&amp;shy;di&amp;shy;tion but their own."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: On Sujato's Blog, &lt;a href="http://santipada.org/aswiftpairofmessengers/"&gt;http://santipada.org/aswiftpairofmessengers/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-4533110968374159644?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/4533110968374159644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/07/httpsantipadaorgaswiftpairofmessengers.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/4533110968374159644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/4533110968374159644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/07/httpsantipadaorgaswiftpairofmessengers.html' title='http://santipada.org/aswiftpairofmessengers/'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-4515104835167912592</id><published>2010-07-21T22:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T18:20:30.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rebirth</title><content type='html'>There's always some uneasy connotation sourrounding the word "Religion". Since Buddhism is considered a religion (under most circumstances), many are understandably apprehensive that similar to other religions, it is tagged with the surrendering of one's sceptism, critical thinking and scientific proving. Unfortunately Buddhism has been stained with these dark &amp;amp; deep-rooted associations with the word "Religion". The Buddha himself taught in opposition to this giving of utter blind faith to what we supposedly hear as Dharma. See post &lt;a href="http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/07/buddhas-charter-of-free-inquiry.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Buddha's charter of free inquiry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Because of this uniqueness in comparison to other religions, I feel Buddhism should be tagged as Free Religion instead to avoid unwarrented misunderstandings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Varifying rebirth is probably something that's impossible to achieve. Rebirth as a cosmic phenonmena is the sole reason why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Buddha had trained for thousands (or hundreds of thousands) of eons as a Buddhistava&lt;br /&gt;- Buddha had felt compassion and sympathy for all satient beings&lt;br /&gt;- Buddha taught the Dharma&lt;br /&gt;- The Dharma existed to free satient beings from rebirth&lt;br /&gt;- The Dharma was preserved for later generations&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebirth is undoubtedly the core of Buddhism. But as every after-life speculation goes, we have hardly any scientific proving for it, it's out of domain of our logical reasoning, and mankind has hardly any empirical knowledge for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite being a firm Budisdht, I have to admit that probably only the 1st Noble Truth out of the 4 is something I can understand and ascertain to, based from my past and current experiences. But at least there's something concretely verifiable to start off in the first place. From this foundation, it doesn't require a dramatic leap of faith to believe in the existance of the 2nd Noble Truth of craving, as the reason for continued suffering. And Rebirth fits perfectly well as the phenomenon product of the 1st &amp;amp; 2nd Noble Truths. That is as far as my logical reasoning to validate rebirth goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This journal by Godwin Samarartne &amp;amp; Erlendur Haraldsson further provides a study case for more than just rebirth, but other attributes of rebirth in accordance to Karma. &lt;a href="http://notendur.hi.is/erlendur/english/cort/monks.pdf"&gt;Children who speak of memories of a previous life as a Buddhist Monk: Three new cases&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-birth:&lt;br /&gt;-Subject was born in a village in Sri Lanka&lt;br /&gt;- Subject was known as a Sri Lankan mahanayaka (chief) monk named Ven Gunnepana&lt;br /&gt;- Subject was known for preaching and supposedly was more of a ceremonies and customs monk than a meditating monk&lt;br /&gt;- Subject died by hear attack in 1929&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we cannot ascertain any bahavioural, moral or spiritual qualities based on this, it is highly likely that this subject followed the essential moral rules. A long rebirth process takes place, followed by the post-birth below. Or within the span of 55 years, subject could have take another birth(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post-birth:&lt;br /&gt;- Subject was born a human in the year 1984 (attained human destination)&lt;br /&gt;- Subject was born to Sinhalese Buddhist parents &amp;amp; lives "in a moutainous rural area some 16miles by raod from Kandy" (is born to the same race, is not born very priviledged in his society)&lt;br /&gt;- Subject's behaviour and likes are very much like his pervious life(doesn't like contact with some girls at school and once with his mother, likes monk items items such as robe and fan, likes to go to shrine, wanted to be called 'little monk', recits Pali stanzas without anyone teaching him)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-4515104835167912592?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/4515104835167912592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/07/rebirth_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/4515104835167912592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/4515104835167912592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/07/rebirth_21.html' title='Rebirth'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-2823710744243895698</id><published>2010-07-17T11:46:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T17:51:46.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith brings Effort</title><content type='html'>After threatening the Buddha with brute treatment of cleaving out the Buddha's heart, or taking the Buddha by his feet to fling him over to the further shore of the ocean if his riddle is answered incorrectly, Alavaka, the aggressive Yakkha asked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How does one cross the currents?&lt;br /&gt;How is ocean's existence crossed?&lt;br /&gt;How is one's suffering quelled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Buddha answer below pleased the aggressive Yakkha:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By faith are currents crossed;&lt;/strong&gt; (1)&lt;br /&gt;By diligence is the ocean crossed;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By effort is one's suffering quelled;&lt;/strong&gt; (2) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 2 sentences have been reverberating in me lately, ever since I took notice of them in &lt;a href="http://www.accesstoinsight.org/tipitaka/sn/sn10/sn10.012.piya.html"&gt;Alavaka sutta&lt;/a&gt;. Even as I do sittings, I recollect Faith that will cross the currents, and Effort that will cross the ocean &amp;amp; suffering. I'm leaving "diligence" out of the picture as I can't differentiate it from "effort".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The footnotes explains "Current" as a translation of Pali word 'ogha' which is fourfold — sense pleasures, becoming, wrong views and ignorance. And "Ocean" as translation of Pali word 'annavam' which is metaphorically used to signify repeated existence, or samsara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But currents to me are all sorts of obstacles that come and go or stick around with me during the sittings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recollecting the 2 sentences in the sittings, they produce a mental reinforcement which keeps me going with confidence. Currents come, and during the times I was swept up and around in their whirlpool, I summoned Faith - the trust that everything changes. With that, effort arises. And it always pay for me to stick around, to see whatever result that materializes from the Faith &amp;amp; Effort that was summoned before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-2823710744243895698?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/2823710744243895698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/07/faith-brings-effort.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/2823710744243895698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/2823710744243895698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/07/faith-brings-effort.html' title='Faith brings Effort'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-1299914617154593452</id><published>2010-07-12T12:49:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T16:21:24.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who are you, Mara?</title><content type='html'>Mara, he's a real enigma.It's characteristic of him to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Makes sudden, interrupting appearences,&lt;br /&gt;2. Not to request for permission to speak&lt;br /&gt;3. Cast doubts and challenges onto the meditative ones&lt;br /&gt;4. Never introduce himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to their nature of existance, all spirits would approach in mannerism 1 &amp;amp; 2, unless they have the intention of disguising themselves. However, other spirits like Sakka the god-king, usually come with the intention of dispelling his doubts in opposition to the 3rd characteristic of Mara's appearances. Other times, Sakka came to be an audience or witness of an important event, or to come in the hope of performing a meritous deed like alms-giving to Ven Maha Kassapa in &lt;a href="http://www.accesstoinsight.org/tipitaka/kn/ud/ud.3.07.than.html"&gt;Kessapa Sutta&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that the fourth characteristic of Mara's appearances, is the cause for the enigma surrounding his legacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sakka is known to have introduced himself to those who didn't know his status upon his appearance to them in &lt;a href="http://www.accesstoinsight.org/tipitaka/dn/dn.21.2x.than.html"&gt;Sakka's Questions Sutta&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sakka: "Having gone to those whom I considered to be priests &amp;amp; contemplatives living in isolated dwellings in the wilderness, I asked them these questions. But when asked by me, they were at a loss. Being at a loss, they asked me in return, &lt;strong&gt;'What is your name?'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sakka: "Being asked, I responded, &lt;strong&gt;'I, dear sir, am Sakka, the deva-king.'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So too is the Great Brahma known to have conceitedly introducded himself thus in &lt;a href="http://www.accesstoinsight.org/tipitaka/dn/dn.11.0.than.html"&gt;Kevatta sutta&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"When this was said, the Great Brahma said to the monk, &lt;strong&gt;'I, monk, am Brahma, the Great Brahma, the Conqueror, the Unconquered, the All-Seeing, All-Powerful, the Sovereign Lord, the Maker, Creator, Chief, Appointer and Ruler, Father of All That Have Been and Shall Be.&lt;/strong&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I haven't come across a place where Mara (if he's a spirit) introduced himself. It seems that our knowledge of him is based on the decernment of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namely, he's decerned by the Buddha, Monk &amp;amp; Nuns as Mara, the Evil One; Namuci, "He who does not let go" (he hold over beings easily); Kanha (in Sanskrit: Krishna), the Dark One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he's a spirit, then the name "the Dark One" strikes out most to me, no thanks to all the conditioning done by Hollywood horror movies. Especially since a hook is mentioned to be one of his props in &lt;a href="http://www.accesstoinsight.org/tipitaka/kn/snp/snp.3.02.irel.html"&gt;this translation version of The Great Struggle Sutta&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The "Dark One" or Kanha (Sanskrit: Krishna), is another name for Mara. He is the Indian Cupid (Kamadeva) and personifies sensual passions. He carries a lute (vina), mentioned at the close, with which he captivates beings by his playing. His other equipment includes a bow, arrows, a noose and &lt;strong&gt;a hook (!!!)&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 2 attributes, Dark &amp;amp; a hook, lures me to draw a connection of Mara to the widely reported sightings of a paranormal phenonmenon of our modern world, the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shadow_people"&gt;Shadow People&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-1299914617154593452?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/1299914617154593452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-shall-we-make-of-mara.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/1299914617154593452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/1299914617154593452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-shall-we-make-of-mara.html' title='Who are you, Mara?'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-922199115076511581</id><published>2010-07-08T04:24:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T05:15:41.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Sympathize</title><content type='html'>Kinda sad &amp;amp; 'heartbroken' to see Germany's last game in World Cup 2010. It just started raining at my place now, giving relief to the tension during the match. It's always kind of sad to see the team that you like collapse on the field after the whistle, faces hanging low, striding dejectedly out from the center field. All those hard work, and luck which have brought them to this stage, this far, all dispersed with a stroke of an unexpected header by Spain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spain played really well, I haven't caught any of their match so far. They're balanced in attack and defending, unlike Argentina. Somehow, Germany played a really slow pace today. I don't understand why they're only able to snatch the ball inside the defending box. I don't understand why they lose possession of the ball so frequently today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But their goalkeeper never fail to do a terrific job. He saved about 3-4 goals today? The ball that shot in from the fast, strong header, he had almost blocked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only say that Germany probably went the furthest that their skills and talents brought them. But I couldn't help feeling that the players looked somewhat troubled even mins after the kickoff. Could it be the damning prophecy from that busybody Paul Octopus? IT's a real nuisance. It's owner is a real nuisance. What right do they have to cast a highly publicized physiological damper into the team's pre-match spirit - which probably affected their play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, another thing that hit home for me is that the most of the players, at least on the Germany side are in the same age range as me 24-26. They're in their peak of their careers. That means that I should move on from feeling like the new-kid-on-the-block too. By the time of the Next World Cup, I'll be freaking age 29. These players from my age range will probably be replaced with some younger ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my favourite parting words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long and thanks for all the fish&lt;br /&gt;So sad that it should come to this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Well, I might as well throw in a meditation sitting now. Thanks to the nice weather, and to make it a first dawn sitting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-922199115076511581?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/922199115076511581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-long-thanks-for-all-fish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/922199115076511581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/922199115076511581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-long-thanks-for-all-fish.html' title='I Sympathize'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-5678534370615333027</id><published>2010-07-07T19:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T21:03:22.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 World Cup, Germany in the Semis</title><content type='html'>I'm an appreciator of most sport games, and the World Cup comes only  once in 4 years, so I'm hopping onto the bandwagon of writing on this  World Cup fever for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming up later tonight will be Germany's match against &lt;span lang="es"&gt;España. And I will be sooo crossing my fingers  than Germany will win effortlessly. I shan't have big dreams of  Germany becoming crown Champions until the finals are confirmed, but  every match that they're in, I pray hard that they will kick in a goal,  and then a next goal...and then a another goal...and then another. My  dream team may not have the world's best players and world's best  ex-players as managers, but somehow an affection was born. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="es"&gt;It's love at first sight, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="es"&gt;starting with their uniform, and then  Ballack, Klose, and then their then  mighty goalkeeper Oliver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="es"&gt;, their  underdog style. Their team spirit. I remember feeling terribly sad when  they lost to a very strong Brazil in 2002 World Cup. They were THIS  CLOSE to getting it. I really hope that this time, they will not go home  disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="es"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their team spirit is most apparent from the fact that Klose is just 1  goal away from matching the World Cup individual scoring record. And  mind you, Klose is not a fantastic player like the much talked about  talents we've heard about like Messi, Zidane, &lt;/span&gt;Ronaldinho, or even  Ronaldo the current record holder. He's either a super well-liked  magnet that most of his team players are willing to pass the ball to him  so that he can score and put it in his name. Or that most of Germany  players are not selfish enough to attempt at scoring themselves from a  large distance and from awkward angles (saw alot of that happening on  Brazil's side this time round).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll fry that smart-a** octopus for breakfast if Germany wins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-5678534370615333027?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/5678534370615333027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/07/2010-world-cup-germany-in-semis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/5678534370615333027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/5678534370615333027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/07/2010-world-cup-germany-in-semis.html' title='2010 World Cup, Germany in the Semis'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-1149534666765501010</id><published>2010-07-05T19:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T19:20:15.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aggregate - Mental Formations</title><content type='html'>'Finally, there is the aggregate of mental formation or volition (Samskara). This aggregate may be described as a conditioned response to the object of experience. In this sense, it partakes of the meaning of habit as well. We have spent some time discussing the component of mental formation when we considered the twelve components of dependent origination. You will remember that on that occasion, we described mental formation as the impression created by previous actions, the habit energy stored up from countless former lives. Here, as one of the five aggregates also, the aggregate of mental formation plays a similar role. But it has not only a static value, it also has a dynamic value because just as our reactions are conditioned by former deeds, so are our responses here and now motivated and directed in a particular way by our mental formation or volition. Mental formation or volition therefore has a moral dimension just as perception has a conceptual dimension, and feeling has a emotional dimension. You will notice I use the terms mental formation and volition together. This is because each of these terms represents one half of the meaning of Samskara - mental formation represents the half that comes from the past, and volition represents the half that functions here and now. So mental formation and volition function to determine our responses to the objects of experience and these responses have moral consequences in the sense of wholesome, unwholesome or neutral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can now see how the physical and mental factors of experience worked together to produce personal experience. To make this a little clearer, let us take the help of a couple of concrete examples. Let us say after today’s lecture you decide to take a walk in the garden. As you walk in the garden, your eyes come into contact with a visible object. As your attention focuses on that visible object, your consciousness becomes aware of visible object as yet indeterminate. Your aggregate of perception will identify that visible object as, let us say, a snake. Once that happens, you will respond to that visible object with the aggregate of feeling - the feeling of displeasure, or more specifically that of fear. Finally, you will react to that visible object with the aggregate of mental formation or volition, with the intentional action of perhaps running away or perhaps picking up a stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all our daily activities, we can see how all the five aggregates work together to produce personal experience. At this very moment, for instance, there is contact between two elements of the aggregate of form - the sound of my voice and your ears. Your consciousness becomes aware of the sound of my voice. Your aggregate of perception identifies the words that I am speaking. Your aggregate of feeling responds with an emotional response - pleasure, displeasure or indifference. Your aggregate of mental formation or volition responds with a conditioned reaction - sitting in attention, daydreaming or perhaps yawning. We can analyze all our personal experience in terms of the five aggregates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one point that has to be remembered regarding the nature of the five aggregates, and that is that each and all of them are in constant change. The elements that constitute the aggregate of form are impermanent and are in a state of constant change. We discussed this last week - the body grows old, weak, sick and so forth. The things around us are also impermanent and change constantly. Our feelings too are constantly changing. We may respond today to a particular situation with a feeling of pleasure. To-morrow, we may respond to that same situation with the feeling of displeasure. Today we may perceive an object in a particular way. At a later time, under different circumstances, our perception will change. In semi-darkness we perceive a rope to be a snake. The moment the light of the torch falls upon that object, we perceive it to be a rope. So our perceptions like our feelings and like the material objects of our experience are ever changing and impermanent. So too, our mental formations are impermanent and ever-changing. We alter our habits. We can learn to be kind and compassionate. We can acquire the attitudes of renunciation and equanimity and so forth. Consciousness too is impermanent and constantly changing. Consciousness arises dependent upon an object and a sense organ. It cannot exist independently. As we have seen, all the physical and mental factors of our experience like our bodies, the physical objects around us, our minds and our ideas are impermanent and constantly changing. All these aggregates are constantly changing and impermanent. They are processes, not things. They are dynamic, not static.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.buddhanet.net/funbud14.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;BuddhaNet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-1149534666765501010?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/1149534666765501010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/07/aggregate-mental-formations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/1149534666765501010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/1149534666765501010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/07/aggregate-mental-formations.html' title='Aggregate - Mental Formations'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-3614224873054649537</id><published>2010-07-01T17:07:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T19:53:57.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buddha's "charter of free inquiry"</title><content type='html'>Most are attracted to Buddhism due to the it's reputation for invitation for inquiry &amp;amp; investigation. What are the roots of this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://www.accesstoinsight.org/tipitaka/sn/sn11/sn11.003.than.html"&gt;Dhajagga Sutta&lt;/a&gt;, the Buddha said this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a id="nofear2" name="nofear2"&gt;If you&lt;/a&gt; can't recollect me, then you  should recollect the Dhamma: 'The Dhamma is well-expounded by the  Blessed One, to be seen here &amp;amp; now, timeless, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;inviting verification&lt;/span&gt;,  pertinent, to be realized by the wise for themselves.' For when you  have recollected the Dhamma, whatever fear, terror, or horripilation  there is will be abandoned."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;These are the 6 qualities of the Dhamma namely (taken from Wiki):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anguttara Nikaya 11.12 The Six qualities of the Dhamma: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;Svakkhato&lt;/b&gt;: The Dhamma is not a speculative philosophy,  but is the Universal Law found through enlightenment and is preached  precisely. Therefore it is Excellent in the beginning (Sila — Moral  principles), Excellent in the middle (Samadhi — Concentration) and  Excellent in the end (Panna — Wisdom),  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Sanditthiko&lt;/b&gt;: The Dhamma is testable by practice and  known by direct experience,  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;Akaliko&lt;/b&gt;: The Dhamma is able to bestow timeless and  immediate results here and now, for which there is no need to wait until  the future or next existence.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;Ehipassiko&lt;/b&gt;: The Dhamma welcomes all beings to put it to  the test and to experience it for themselves.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;Opaneyiko&lt;/b&gt;: The Dhamma is capable of being entered upon  and therefore it is worthy to be followed as a part of one's life.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;Paccattam veditabbo vinnunhi&lt;/b&gt;: The Dhamma may be  perfectly realized only by the noble disciples who have matured and  enlightened enough in supreme wisdom. &lt;/p&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;It is the 4th proclaimed quality of &lt;b&gt;Ehipassiko&lt;/b&gt; or "inviting verification", which is one of the evident roots of this reputation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how to go about verifying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://www.accesstoinsight.org/tipitaka/an/an03/an03.065.than.html"&gt;Kalama Sutta&lt;/a&gt;, the Buddha said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, as I said, Kalamas: 'Don't go by reports, by legends, by  traditions, by scripture, by logical conjecture, by inference, by  analogies, by agreement through pondering views, by probability, or by  the thought, "This contemplative is our teacher." When you know for  yourselves that, "These qualities are skillful; these qualities are  blameless; these qualities are praised by the wise; these qualities,  when adopted &amp;amp; carried out, lead to welfare &amp;amp; to happiness" —  then you should enter &amp;amp; remain in them.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is interesting to note that the Buddha ruled out SO MANY ways that we can rely on for our verification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't go by reports&lt;/span&gt; - don't use any information that's been given to us to judge &amp;amp; conclude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't go by legends&lt;/span&gt; - don't use Jataka tales to judge &amp;amp; conclude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't go by traditions&lt;/span&gt; - don't use cultural &amp;amp; family traditions to judge &amp;amp; conclude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't go by scriptures&lt;/span&gt; - don't use any sacred, ancient texts to judge &amp;amp; conclude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't go by logical conjecture, inference, analogies, agreement  through pondering views&lt;/span&gt; - this rules out the use of almost all or all (unless you can think or a process which doesn't fall under them) logical reasoning processes to judge &amp;amp; conclude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't go by probability&lt;/span&gt; - this rules out the use of non-logical reasoning or randomness to judge &amp;amp; conclude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't go by   the thought, "This contemplative is our teacher."&lt;/span&gt; - this rules out the reliance in a contemplative to judge &amp;amp; conclude. It is interesting to wonder if "contemplative" includes the Buddha himself. I think it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So! Doesn't that leaves us with no other remaining method for verification?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the Buddha gave us 2 tools, that is stated in the 2nd proclaimed quality of the Dhamma itself: &lt;b&gt;Sanditthiko &lt;/b&gt;- The Dhamma is testable by practice and  known by direct experience. One is practice, other is direct experience. And direct experience is merely what we experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supporting evidences for the Buddha's instruction to his followers and non-followers for the use of this method of verification can probably be found in many places. As noted by Ven Thanissaro Bhikkhu in his &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://www.accesstoinsight.org/tipitaka/an/an03/an03.065.than.html"&gt;translation of the Kalama Sutta,  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For further thoughts on how to test a belief in practice, see &lt;a href="http://www.accesstoinsight.org/tipitaka/mn/mn.061.than.html"&gt;MN 61&lt;/a&gt;,  &lt;a href="http://www.accesstoinsight.org/tipitaka/mn/mn.095x.than.html"&gt;MN  95&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.accesstoinsight.org/tipitaka/an/an07/an07.080.than.html"&gt;AN  7.80&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.accesstoinsight.org/tipitaka/an/an08/an08.053.than.html"&gt;AN  8.53&lt;/a&gt;. For thoughts on how to judge whether another person is wise,  see &lt;a href="http://www.accesstoinsight.org/tipitaka/mn/mn.110.than.html"&gt;MN  110&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.accesstoinsight.org/tipitaka/an/an04/an04.192.than.html"&gt;AN  4.192&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.accesstoinsight.org/tipitaka/an/an08/an08.054.nara.html"&gt;AN  8.54&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll spend some other time to look at these instances pointed out by Ven Thanissaro Bhikkhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://www.accesstoinsight.org/tipitaka/an/an03/an03.065.than.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-3614224873054649537?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/3614224873054649537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/07/buddhas-charter-of-free-inquiry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/3614224873054649537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/3614224873054649537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/07/buddhas-charter-of-free-inquiry.html' title='Buddha&apos;s &quot;charter of free inquiry&quot;'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-6402963942278188987</id><published>2010-06-28T01:27:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T19:36:09.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favourite Sutta</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://www.accesstoinsight.org/tipitaka/sn/sn22/sn22.001.than.html"&gt;Nakulapita Sutta&lt;/a&gt; is The Chosen One. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To become my favourite Sutta (for now that is). &lt;p&gt;I didn't need to crack my brain, sifting through numerous others to come down to this choice. It came to me naturally, and at the right time - a time of need. It was triggered by seeing this need in another person. A need to pick the brightest light which could give true solace in a time of darkness.&lt;/p&gt;Darkness is overcomed by Light;&lt;br /&gt;Despire is overcomed by Hope;&lt;br /&gt;(Ailing) Body is overcomed by Mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For many good reasons, this Sutta has proven itself that it should be remembered well:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It is applicable to a householder; anyone who issn't on the winning side of the time scale; anyone who issin't on the winning side of the health scale.&lt;p&gt;Basically, it is fitting even when these 3 dimensions for opportunities are dim. However, we need to be blessed and trained in some other internal qualities like wisdom, reasoning ability, open mindedness, patience, meticulousness, etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. It can be recalled easily due to its Body vs Mind relation&lt;/p&gt;3. Gives lots of light, hope, comfort, freedom (from my own perspective)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Embodies the Buddha's teachings well. Reasons being that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First it covers affliction (suffering) in the body, mind. Then it talks about being "seized" by the assumption of the self in the 5 aggregates experienced by this body and mind, which principally falls under the 2nd Noble Truth of craving. Why I feel it is the 2nd Noble Truth itself is because unless we are attached to these 5 aggregates, we would be "craving" for more of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly the Buddha's and Ven. Sariputta's instructions to remain unafflicted in the mind by detaching from the view of self-attachment to the 5 aggregates. This is the 3rd Noble Truth itself too, or so I think right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-6402963942278188987?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/6402963942278188987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/06/favourite-sutta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/6402963942278188987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/6402963942278188987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/06/favourite-sutta.html' title='Favourite Sutta'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-7611592145052810711</id><published>2010-06-24T21:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T22:57:21.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A few lessons</title><content type='html'>Taken from &lt;a href="http://www.cracked.com/article_18611_the-10-most-important-things-they-didnt-teach-you-in-school_p1.html"&gt;The 10 most important things they didn't teach you in school&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At #10: Sex Ed (for Girls): How to Spot a Douchebag&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young ladies, you're in your teens now and already you have no doubt run into some guys who are being suspiciously nice to you. Likely you have figured out that in many cases, this has nothing to do with them being nice guys and everything to do with them desperately wanting you to touch their boner..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Read more from the link)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally true, unfortunately most girls have unneccessarily wasted some amount of time, headache/hearache, effort &amp;amp; tears on nothing but douchebags who pretend to be deserving of quality time and attention. That's a tiny fault on the girls' part as well, as we have yet to learn lesson #1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At #1: Social Studies: Life is Hard and You Will Die, Get Over It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We're not foolish enough to think one semester of this course can deprogram years of Hollywood bullshit. That's why we make this a daily class, that continues from K through 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Many of you will get very depressed in your 20s, and some of you will stay that way the rest of your lives. Over the years your garage band will break up, you career dream will fall through, a girl will break your heart, you'll be unhappy with your body, you'll lose your parents, your favorite pet will die, you will endure at least one very terrible injury that requires hospitalization and breaks new boundaries for what kind of pain you thought was possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And your childhood memories will be exploited to buy vast amounts of cocaine. Deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;The reason why this will lead to depression, where it may not have done so for an equivalent person 200 years ago, is because you were raised on illogical stories where things always work out for the main character for utterly arbitrary reasons. Han Solo can shoot straight, but none of the bad guys can--even though they train more. John McClane beats the terrorists because he has toughness and perseverance--something the bad guys lack, even though they should be equally desperate. If a guy and a girl are right for each other, they always wind up together, careers and geography and personal hang-ups be damned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Here's the problem: these fantasies were created by adults, as a means of escape from the real world. You, however, have been watching them since you were five--for most of us these were our first impressions of how the adult world works, even if on a subconscious level. You had no context to realize they were bullshit. It sounds frivolous, but that doesn't change the fact that some of you reading this will not survive the long process of learning how different the real world is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;If it helps, try to remember that you're still one of the one percent of humanity that was born in a time and place where there is such a thing as anesthesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Chapters Include:&lt;br /&gt;I. You Can Die at Any Moment, Get Over It;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;II. Required Reading: The Road, by Cormac McCarthy;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;III. Roleplay Exercise: Various Scenes from The Road, by Cormac McCarthy;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;IV. Yes, It Takes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://michaelnielsen.org/blog/malcolm-gladwell%E2%80%99s-new-book-outliers-and-the-10000-hour-rule/" target="a"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;10,000 Hours to Get Really Good at Something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;, But At Least You're Not Scavenging Through a Post-Apocalyptic Wasteland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is kind of Dharmic. Life is nothing like the Hollywood, Bollywood, Korean, Chinese dramas, we will suffer setbacks and some unfortunate events, not everything will turn out fine, accept that this is the real world, and be grateful of how we came to be here now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-7611592145052810711?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/7611592145052810711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/06/few-lessons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/7611592145052810711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/7611592145052810711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/06/few-lessons.html' title='A few lessons'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-2347527983252095625</id><published>2010-06-24T12:17:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T12:43:06.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My ego, my ego, my ego!</title><content type='html'>Using dependent origination concept here, my mind came to the desire of taking a look at ego with these events as originating phenomenas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- reading &lt;a href="http://americanbuddhist.blogspot.com/2010/06/blogisattva-pros-and"&gt;http://americanbuddhist.blogspot.com/2010/06/blogisattva-pros-and&lt;/a&gt;- cons.html&lt;br /&gt;(I am fully aware that blogging is one way someone could feel like they're raised to the highest of pedastals, having developed a huge ego from all the fans, facebook; tweeter followers, media attention, blog awards, etc)&lt;br /&gt;- reading &lt;a href="http://sucitto.blogspot.com/2010/06/who-we-really-are.html"&gt;http://sucitto.blogspot.com/2010/06/who-we-really-are.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A personably wonderful writing, providing new insights and triggering new thoughts about The Personality, The ego.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dictionary’s definition of ego:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The self, especially as distinct from the world and other selves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;All of us are still subscribed, conscious or not, to this self view . According to Wiki, it’s the Identity view - The speculative view that a so-called self exists in the &lt;a title="Five aggregates" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Five_aggregates"&gt;five aggregates&lt;/a&gt; (physical forms, feelings/sensations, perception, mental formations and consciousness).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. In psychoanalysis, the division of the psyche that is conscious, most immediately controls thought and behavior, and is most in touch with external reality.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have no idea where to place this. Could this correspond to the empirical self (atta paṭilābhā) as teacher mentioned in &lt;a href="http://buddhismatoz.com/s/Self.html"&gt;http://buddhismatoz.com/s/Self.html&lt;/a&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3a An exaggerated sense of self-importance; conceit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A grounded belief in one’s ownership of the inner ego; the self, resulting in exhibiting an overblown confidence via the outer ego. While I have no wish to be a star of any kind, if I’m the target of a rude or meanly sarcastic personal attack, the roots of self-importance brings out some claws and defences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3b. Appropriate pride in oneself; self-esteem.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For social and psychological well being, it is important to take confidence in the make-up of our inner-ego. If we are tempted to lie to another in order to server our own interest, one factor which would incline us to tell the truth would be this confidence in our inner-ego. Something like 'I’m will not lie, a liar is not what I want to be become.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing’s for sure, an ego is not what non-personality (Anatta) is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Ajahn Sucitto mentioned, the Buddha did not teach how to understand and identify our inner self. It’s funny when I think of it. Yes indeed, the Buddha did not teach us introsepection to find and understand our inner self as in “I’m always sleeping and eating the whole day, so my inner self is lazy &amp;amp; ruled by gluttony.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He taught along the line of aligning our mental qualities to the path of liberation from suffering, suffering experienced by our self (the empirical self?).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-2347527983252095625?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/2347527983252095625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-ego-my-ego-my-ego.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/2347527983252095625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/2347527983252095625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-ego-my-ego-my-ego.html' title='My ego, my ego, my ego!'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-148510391287221353</id><published>2010-06-19T16:22:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T03:14:08.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dream for the People</title><content type='html'>The Olympic draem, American Idol dream, dreams to be rich and famous (infamous can be worth almost as much too) can never get quite as big as a dream for a nation of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something about dreams below.. which is NOT intended to discourage or encourage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484406746545272050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TByG4NuWNPI/AAAAAAAAAe8/RftafgIgC0k/s400/dreams03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Visionary leaders had dreams that are so big that they seem like rainbows. But they are definately not some idiots. Self-scrificing visionaries perhaps? The moment they emerge as outstanding leaders with an ideology that dared defy the repressing bodies in power, they immediately have a bounty on their heads.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Martin Luther King dreamt this before he was assassinated: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484412762807705698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 328px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TByMWaDFoGI/AAAAAAAAAfE/cKo6e5-lnaw/s400/400martin_luther_king_jr.jpg" border="0" /&gt; "I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at a table of brotherhood." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mahatma Gandhi dreamt of Indian independence using nonvoilence, and it was rather sad to read about the four assassination attempts and finally the last successful one on this simple man. His dream for the people, philosphy and popularity of this simple man was loathed by those who have sworn to voilence. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484564919247707650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TB0WvE9UHgI/AAAAAAAAAfc/zhNc4MsnMqQ/s320/gandhi-india.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"There are many causes that I am prepared to die for but no causes that I am prepared to kill for."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aung San Su Kyi came from being a national hero's daughter, an educated woman, working in UN, a wife, a mother. Before she gave her personal life and freedom away for the people of her country.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I don't want Burma to be a basket case forever. I want to empower the people." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484561302802422226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TB0TckpkWdI/AAAAAAAAAfU/w7vhIIbZBUo/s320/aung%2520san%2520suu%2520kyi%2520addressing%2520supporters%2520before%2520her%2520house%2520arrest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What she said here frankly summed up the unambitious, realistic feelings of the Burmese people. Personally I'd hate it to be a basket case forever too. It's a total embarrassment to be stuck as a basket case (I still can't believe she used such a right word) that way for 2 decades.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-148510391287221353?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/148510391287221353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/06/dream-for-people.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/148510391287221353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/148510391287221353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/06/dream-for-people.html' title='A Dream for the People'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TByG4NuWNPI/AAAAAAAAAe8/RftafgIgC0k/s72-c/dreams03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-6329635889663635489</id><published>2010-06-14T18:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T19:34:16.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Discontentment I</title><content type='html'>Monday Blues, waking up on the wrong side of bed, mood swing, restlessness, they are all ingredients to making a bleah day. Discontentment has slipped within you. Simply cannot muster any contented feeling to arouse, to bring about so-called true (it probably is) happiness. Without bothering others, I could have this discontentment spent in various ways. I was undecided about which way to spend this discontentment. At last, I decided to get my act together. Downloaded an organizer to help me keep myself in a routine. An honest entry to the organizer told me that I seriously need to get a work report done ASAP. Another honest entry told me I need to work to get fats off my body and to start meditating again. An honest split-sec reflection told me I've everything I NEED. My wants are not endless for now, but they are very difficult to be fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A salute to the 2nd Army of Mara, Dissatisfaction. Having identified the pain, I frantically looked for a quick source to tackle Dissatisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To combat this discontent, you must become an &lt;em&gt;abhirati&lt;/em&gt;, a person who is delighted in and devoted to the Dhamma."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;From the book In This Very Life by Sayadaw U Pandita. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-6329635889663635489?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/6329635889663635489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/06/discontentment-i.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/6329635889663635489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/6329635889663635489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/06/discontentment-i.html' title='Discontentment I'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-1558873297986776170</id><published>2010-06-11T13:50:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T14:49:10.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dependently Originated Phenomena</title><content type='html'>Cause and its related, resultant effect takes place discretely. At least that's what I've come to believe. Taking an example, enrolling into a High school doesn't mean that one will graduate from it. The effect of enrolling into a High school is merely the successful enrollment. It takes many years, direct &amp; indirect causes from many originitors for a phenomena such as the enrolling of a student into a High school to become one of the many many dependenly originated phenomenas - successful graduation of the student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hardly knowledgable on the Buddhist philosophy. But I believe this philosophy of dependent origination is best seen in a refined, broken-down view. Doesn't the Buddha advised us to see this body as consisting of wind elements, earth, fire, water? This dependent origination law will only make sense if the same object is used. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me not eating for 1 week (Phenomena #1 happening to me)will cause (causes the dependent origination of) me to die (Phenomena #2 happening to me). But me not eating for 1 week (Phenomena #1 happening to me)will NOT cause a boy in Africa to have more food(Phenomena #XXXXXX9783273 happening to someone else). In absolute truth, Phenomena #1 and Phenomena #XXXXXX9783273 are related. But nonetheless through many thousands of discrete dependenly originated phenomenas which travelled through hundrens of subjects in the human food chain. Then Phenomena #XXXXXX9783273 is hardly remotely dependent on Phenomena #1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-1558873297986776170?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/1558873297986776170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/06/dependently-originated-phenomena.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/1558873297986776170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/1558873297986776170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/06/dependently-originated-phenomena.html' title='Dependently Originated Phenomena'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-5053106654841488306</id><published>2010-06-03T16:34:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T18:11:19.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith in the Yet Unknowns</title><content type='html'>As I was reading this story on the new wave of Evangelicals (&lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/nation/article/0,8599,1992463,00.html?xid=rss-topstories-polar"&gt;Young Evangelicals: Expanding Their Mission&lt;/a&gt;), I couldn't help thinking about their Faith and consequently mine as well. It appears that an evangelical Faith has a powerful hold on their lives, from the school they go to, the Christian affiliated organizations they hope to join, their professed Calling. Their Faith influences them to  lobby for social causes and changes to the usual selected legislation covering education and abortion and a few other pet areas. It must require a remarkable amount of Faith. It got me thinking how they grew that large Faith in themselves - and here I'm referring to a new generation of evangelicals who grow up in a time of globalization where they could exercise their minds to envision a world quite different than one held by the Church - which I thought would have weakened their Faith roots. The article gave an example of the expected devastation globalization would have on their Faith: "When students at Wheaton and other Christian schools go on short-term missions during spring break or over the summer, they may expect to spend their time painting churches or handing out Bibles. But once on the ground, they're faced with first-order problems like a lack of clean drinking water or safe housing, and they return with a sense of poverty's scope that cannot be alleviated simply by prayer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What could be the reason for their unwavering Faith then, if they experience ignored prayers which should be urgently answered. Could it be that they are pondering about the salvation of their eternal souls every night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is Faith to me, and have I got it? As my understanding can be too simplistic at times, I queried someone and got a nice surprise with this response. Faith is the confidence we have in the Buddha and his message, which has been largely reasonable and correct. It is the benefit of the doubt we give to the Buddha and his message for those parts which we cannot prove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take a look at Faith at http://buddhismatoz.com/f/Faith.html, for a better idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 12"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 12"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5Cacer%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;link rel="themeData" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5Cacer%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_themedata.thmx"&gt;&lt;link rel="colorSchemeMapping" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5Cacer%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_colorschememapping.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.sundayobserver.lk/2009/05/03/z_p-21-Vesak-03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxiZJTPqPVQ/SDFqS1Gl4eI/AAAAAAAAAgk/8G0RpIBtnPA/s320/Buddha3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I couldn't find a satisfactorily cute-yet-mighty, standalone pic without anyone but the Buddha when he was just born. Had to made do with the one below.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://z.about.com/d/buddhism/1/G/R/5/-/-/vesak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.srisadaham.net/images/gallary/buddha%20charithaya/Buddha8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476010541218390418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/S_6ykved4ZI/AAAAAAAAAec/tVT8srX47g4/s200/Siddhartha_Gautama_meditating.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476010940212772434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/S_6y792I_lI/AAAAAAAAAek/6Zqg_YQqNWI/s320/img_buddha_enlightenment.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://what-buddha-said.net/Pics/Hibiscus_Buddha.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally, this is by far my favourite Parinibbana portrayal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476014372573169586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/S_62DwYoR7I/AAAAAAAAAe0/Ra9TEDVQelk/s400/8parinibbana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As the Buddha was lying down, the Enlightened One said thus to the Venerable Ananda and the rest of the Bhikkus:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Enough, Ananda! Do not grieve, do not lament! For have I not taught from the very beginning that with all that is dear and beloved there must be change, separation, and severance? Of that which is born, come into being, compounded, and subject to decay, how can one say: 'May it not come to dissolution!'? There can be no such state of things. Now for a long time, Ananda, you have served the Tathagata with loving-kindness in deed, word, and thought, graciously, pleasantly, with a whole heart and beyond measure. Great good have you gathered, Ananda! Now you should put forth energy, and soon you too will be free from the taints."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Behold now, bhikkhus, I exhort you: All compounded things are subject to vanish. Strive with earnestness!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As the Buddha entered into Parinirvana, never to be born again into any world, Sakka, the king of the gods uttered thus:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Transient are all compounded things, Subject to arise and vanish; Having come into existence they pass away; Good is the peace when they forever cease. "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As only the Bhikkus remained, Venerable Maha Kassapa spoke out thus:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Enough friends! Do not grieve, do not lament! For has not the Blessed One declared that with all that is dear and beloved there must be change, separation, and severance? Of that which is born, come into being, compounded, and subject to decay, how can one say: 'May it not come to dissolution!'?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As I reflected this, I thought thus:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"All &lt;strong&gt;compounded&lt;/strong&gt; things are subject to decay, seperation and impermanence. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The chronical of myself: Birth, Unknown, Death, Rebirth..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-5888109507504259310?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/5888109507504259310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/05/birth-enlightenment-death-parinirvana.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/5888109507504259310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/5888109507504259310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/05/birth-enlightenment-death-parinirvana.html' title='Birth, Enlightenment, Death (Parinirvana)'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YxiZJTPqPVQ/SDFqS1Gl4eI/AAAAAAAAAgk/8G0RpIBtnPA/s72-c/Buddha3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-8894085755858687767</id><published>2010-05-25T21:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T22:32:14.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worry</title><content type='html'>Worry is to me right now, something as plain as a fear of the future. Absurd as it may be, worrisome people can't help but worry about situations which may or may not occur even in the remotest of possibilities. Worry at its worse becomes a crippling fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidentally, I found a short writing by Ven. Dr. K. Sri Dhammananda in Problems &amp;amp; Responsibilites which drew a parallel with worry and fear:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Fear and worry are born of the imaginings of a mind that is influenced by worldly conditions. They are rooted in craving and attachment...Those who are youthful and strong have fear of dying young. Those who are old and suffering worry about living too long. Locked in between are those who craze for merriment all the year round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Joyful expectations of the pleasant seem to pass off too quickly. Fearful expectations of the unpleasant create anxieties that do not seem to go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The training of the mind, otherwise known as mental culture, is the first step towards taming mental unrest. The Buddha has explained:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;From craving springs grief,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;from craving springs fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;For him who is wholly free from craving, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;there is no grief, much less fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Fear is nothing more than a state of mind. One's state of mind is subject to control and direction; the negative use of thought produces fear, the positive use realizes hopes and ideals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;A noted British anatomist was once asked by a student what was the best cure for fear, and he answered, "Try doing something for someone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The student .... requested further enlightenment whereupon his instructor said, "You can't have two opposing sets of thoughts in your mind at one and the same time." One set of thoughts will always drive the other out. If for instance, your mind is completely occupied with an unselfish desire to help someone else, you can't be harbouring fear at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Fear and worry in moderation are natural instincts of self-preservation. But constant irrational fear and prolonged worry are relentless enemies to the human body. They derange the normal bodily functions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why worry? Someone asked me rhetorically, and I was confounded. I worry, simply because I want (crave for) this and that, and if I take this action path and that doesn't happen in the future, then I will not get what I want. It's not hard to see, it's easily understandable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side, let's also come back to "see" the present to be thankful that we have the present in the first place. A little something from Buddha-in-a-Pocket App. (I'm hardly ever original)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us rise up and be thankful,&lt;br /&gt;for if we didn't learn a lot today,&lt;br /&gt;at least we learned a little,&lt;br /&gt;and if we didn't learn a little,&lt;br /&gt;at least we didn't get sick,&lt;br /&gt;and if we got sick, at least we didn't die,&lt;br /&gt;so let us all be thankful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-8894085755858687767?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/8894085755858687767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/05/worry.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8894085755858687767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8894085755858687767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/05/worry.html' title='Worry'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-5999128624750487371</id><published>2010-05-23T21:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T22:18:44.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'What the Buddha Taught' App</title><content type='html'>Quotes can actually be powerful. I got some worthy quotes for myself from this App.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Remember you don't&lt;br /&gt;meditate to "get" anything,&lt;br /&gt;but to get "rid" of things.&lt;br /&gt;We do it, not with desire,&lt;br /&gt;but with letting go. If you&lt;br /&gt;"want" anything, you won't find it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman wanted to know how to deal with anger.&lt;br /&gt;I asked when anger arore whose anger it was.&lt;br /&gt;She said it was hers.&lt;br /&gt;Well, if it really was her anger,&lt;br /&gt;then she should be able to tell it to go away,&lt;br /&gt;shouldn't she? But it really isn't hers to command.&lt;br /&gt;Holding onto anger as a personal possession will cause suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anger really belonged to us, it would have to obey us.&lt;br /&gt;If it doesn't obey us, that means it's only a deception.&lt;br /&gt;Don't fall for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever the mind is happy or sad, don't fall for it.&lt;br /&gt;It's all a deception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to wait around to meet the future Buddha,&lt;br /&gt;then just don't practice (the Dhamma).&lt;br /&gt;You'll probably be around long enough to see him when he comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relating to the above quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2213/2199460575_c999b108ea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-5999128624750487371?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/5999128624750487371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-buddha-taught-app.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/5999128624750487371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/5999128624750487371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-buddha-taught-app.html' title='&apos;What the Buddha Taught&apos; App'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2213/2199460575_c999b108ea_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-4660380991912514697</id><published>2010-05-19T11:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T11:54:28.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going for Refuge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRKWPTghF8g/SaiXiOvIX9I/AAAAAAAAB6o/XO2lJ3bjvh0/s400/prostrate1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRKWPTghF8g/SaiXiOvIX9I/AAAAAAAAB6o/XO2lJ3bjvh0/s400/prostrate1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Buddham saranam gacchami &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I go to the Buddha for refuge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dhammam saranam gacchami &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I go to the Dhamma for refuge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sangham saranam gacchami &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I go to the Sangha for refuge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dutiyampi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tatiyampi ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These 3 verses are indisputably the first Buddhist chants I was taught and have done ever since. Like any Theravada Buddhist, they are the basic preliminary chant whenever I happen to do any chanting whether in a group or alone. I've always thought that I've long gone to the Buddha, Dhamma &amp;amp; Sangha for refuge. It's true I go to them for a spiritual-self refuge. But I'm realising it's not entirely the case that I've gone to the 3 Gems for total-self refuge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a spiritual-self which is the non-worldly me, and the material-self which is the very worldly me. In fact, while I'm chanting the Three Refuges, I'm still holding onto, unable to let go of the opposite refuge. I'm expecting my attachments to provide me with the refuge for the worldly me. I'm looking for material, emotional refuges - ultimately impermanent, false refuges. Only attachments can provide these type of refuges. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-4660380991912514697?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/4660380991912514697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/05/going-for-refuge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/4660380991912514697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/4660380991912514697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/05/going-for-refuge.html' title='Going for Refuge'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MRKWPTghF8g/SaiXiOvIX9I/AAAAAAAAB6o/XO2lJ3bjvh0/s72-c/prostrate1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-3486011185306297513</id><published>2010-05-06T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T20:13:03.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Impermanently Permanent</title><content type='html'>Again! I've caught myself up in an oxymoron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time it occurred to me while reading the following paragraph from &lt;a href="http://buddhismnow.wordpress.com/2010/04/14/let-go-of-fire/"&gt;Let  Go of Fire, by Ajahn Sumedho (Thanks to Nathan blogger at Dangerous Harvests)&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So the practice is-just mindfulness. No longer do I long for  tranquillity. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tranquillity comes and I  see it as impermanent. Confusion  comes-impermanent; peacefulness-impermanent; war-impermanent&lt;/span&gt;. I  just  keep seeing the impermanent nature of all conditions and I have never  felt more at peace with the world than I do now, living in Britain-much  more so than I ever did when I was, say, those few days on that island."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been taking a break from consciously practicing mindfulness &amp;amp;  meditation since the crazy attempt at a timeless meditation - which  explains my lack of 'insights' these few days and lack of the general  joyous effort. But I couldn't take a break from some quick online Dharma  reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway - the above attributing of the word impermanent to those  mental states don't appeal to me at all right now. I'm even having a  little smirk in my mind when I read those bold words. Reason? It  requires an expert to really convince or possibly brainwash himself that  something like a confusion state of mind is impermanent. Maybe it's  just me. But I've always failed to convince myself that something is  impermanent. I could be telling myself that pain is impermanent, but I'm  still seeing them continuously streaming into the next moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself waiting for impermanence to finally show itself.  Sometimes, I wait long enough; sometimes, it just doesn't appear.  Waiting for the continuous streaming of the same state into the next  moment - which clearly has the characteristic of permanence within that  period of moments -  to change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-3486011185306297513?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/3486011185306297513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/05/impermanently-permanent.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/3486011185306297513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/3486011185306297513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/05/impermanently-permanent.html' title='Impermanently Permanent'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-1700019655056773666</id><published>2010-05-05T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T00:33:52.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Non-Bombastic Words</title><content type='html'>The written language is flawed. The more artful it is, the more it can be interpreted in so many ways by different people, which can lead to an entirely opposite message as intended. In school, we give scores accordingly to those who can interpret a writer's work 'correctly'. Interestingly, we don't have such measures outside of formal education and artful works become susceptible to different interpretations as was originally intended without consideration for the writer's personality, context &amp;amp; implicit/explicit meanings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best to keep the message simple, plain, as plain as it can get. Which is why I like what this Ukkacita Sutta says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And which is the assembly trained in cross-questioning and not in bombast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is the case where in any assembly when discourses that are literary works — the works of poets, artful in sound, artful in rhetoric, the work of outsiders, words of disciples — are recited, the monks don't listen, don't lend ear, don't set their hearts on knowing them; don't regard them as worth grasping or mastering. But when the discourses of the Tathagata — deep, deep in their meaning, transcendent, connected with emptiness — are recited, they listen, they lend ear, they set their hearts on knowing them; they regard them as worth grasping &amp;amp; mastering. And when they have mastered that Dhamma, they cross-question one another about it and dissect it: 'How is this? What is the meaning of this?' They make open what isn't open, make plain what isn't plain, dispel doubt on its various doubtful points. This is called an assembly trained in cross-questioning and not in bombast."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-1700019655056773666?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/1700019655056773666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/05/non-bombastic-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/1700019655056773666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/1700019655056773666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/05/non-bombastic-words.html' title='Non-Bombastic Words'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-3672101043278251007</id><published>2010-05-03T13:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T17:15:00.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shakespeare of Lust</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.ehow.com/images/a04/c5/fe/write-essay-romeo-juliet-1.1-800X800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="http://i.ehow.com/images/a04/c5/fe/write-essay-romeo-juliet-1.1-800X800.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Juliet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Go! Ask his name – that enchanting one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dharma, the nurse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name is Lust, and a Namuci,&lt;br /&gt;The only son of your great enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Juliet: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only love sprung from my only hate!&lt;br /&gt;Too early seen unknown, and known too late!&lt;br /&gt;Prodigious birth of love it is to me&lt;br /&gt;That I must love a loathed enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dharma, the nurse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When this mind is ever ablaze,&lt;br /&gt;Why this ecstasy, why this jubilation?&lt;br /&gt;Shrouded in darkness&lt;br /&gt;Is this colossal labyrinth&lt;br /&gt;Will you not seek the light?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*adapted from Shakespeare &amp;amp; Dhammapada quotes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-3672101043278251007?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/3672101043278251007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/05/shakespeare-of-lust_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/3672101043278251007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/3672101043278251007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/05/shakespeare-of-lust_03.html' title='Shakespeare of Lust'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-7505201748840875154</id><published>2010-05-02T15:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T15:36:40.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Struggle</title><content type='html'>O Mara, Mara, wherefore art thou Mara?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensual pleasures are your first army,&lt;br /&gt;Discontent your second.&lt;br /&gt;Your third is hunger and thirst.&lt;br /&gt;The fourth is called craving.&lt;br /&gt;Sluggishness and laziness are your fifth,&lt;br /&gt;The sixth is called fear,&lt;br /&gt;Your seventh is doubt,&lt;br /&gt;Conceit and ingratitude are your eighth,&lt;br /&gt;Gain, renown, honor and whatever fame&lt;br /&gt;is falsely received are the ninth,&lt;br /&gt;And whoever both extols himself and&lt;br /&gt;disparages others&lt;br /&gt;has fallen victim to the tenth.&lt;br /&gt;That is your army, O Mara,&lt;br /&gt;the striking force of darkness.&lt;br /&gt;One who is not a hero cannot conquer it,&lt;br /&gt;but having conquered it,&lt;br /&gt;one obtains happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*source from a random page of the book In This Very Life by Sayadaw U Pandita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-7505201748840875154?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/7505201748840875154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/05/great-struggle.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/7505201748840875154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/7505201748840875154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/05/great-struggle.html' title='The Great Struggle'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-6971553768784845666</id><published>2010-05-01T00:08:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T10:19:39.210+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buddha'/><title type='text'>Conversations with the Buddha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img2.allposters.com/images/ISI/27775.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://img2.allposters.com/images/ISI/27775.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 450px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;Greetings again, the Revered One. (Looking sheepish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buddha: &lt;/span&gt;(Eyes remains closed. Remains silent. Thinks 'This bad Buddhist certainly hasn't been steadfast.')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; (Looking tired) I have come before the Revered One again. I have been fighting the bonds of Mara but the bonds would not go away. Could you please make them go away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buddha:&lt;/span&gt; If, like a broken gong,&lt;br /&gt;you silence yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If, like a sturdy Banyan,&lt;br /&gt;you still yourself&lt;br /&gt;in the blowing of the winds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Disclaimer: These are not the real words of the Buddha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-6971553768784845666?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/6971553768784845666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/05/conversations-with-buddha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/6971553768784845666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/6971553768784845666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/05/conversations-with-buddha.html' title='Conversations with the Buddha'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-8419065329532707390</id><published>2010-04-28T18:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T20:24:45.149+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noble Eightfold Path'/><title type='text'>'Right' Effort</title><content type='html'>Right Effort of the 8thFold Path is arguably the least debated factor of  all. Right View, Right Understanding - they are all very inviting for  intellectual debates. But EFFORT! Who would want to talk about Effort.  Who would want to give Effort any attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly I've found that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everything  intentional happens because of Effor&lt;/span&gt;t. Duh! It's Duh, but still a  very BIG DUH. Something happens because of Effort. Nothing happens because of Effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Effort can  be of all sorts: theoretically expounded &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Right' Effort&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Skillful' Effort&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Courageous Effort&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joyous Effort&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drudgery Effort&lt;/span&gt;, &amp;amp; any other  adjective you could possibly associate with Effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll look at the adjective 'Right' first. There are so many expounded  versions of 'Right' Effort. Most of them categorically define 'Right'  Effort as Effort which is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. prevent the arising of unarisen unwholesome states;&lt;br /&gt;2. abandon unwholesome states that have already arisen;&lt;br /&gt;3. arouse wholesome states that have not yet arisen;&lt;br /&gt;4. maintain and perfect wholesome states already arisen.&lt;br /&gt;*source http://www.buddhanet.net/pdf_file/noble8path6.pdf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then what are unwholesome/wholesome states?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unwholesome states (akusala dhamma) are the defilements, and the  thoughts, emotions, and intentions derived from them, whether breaking  forth into action or remaining confined within. The wholesome states  (kusala dhamma) are states of mind untainted by defilements, especially  those conducing to deliverance.&lt;br /&gt;*same source as above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just assuming here that thoughts, emotions, intentions all begin  with mental states. So I'll take unwholesome/wholesome states here as  unwholesome/wholesome mental states. Which brings me to the 14  unwholesome mental factors and the 25 wholesome mental factors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 Unwholesome Mental Factors, in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;*sources:&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The Manuals of Buddhism by Ledi Sayadaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;A Comprehensive Manual of Abhidhamma, The Philosophical Psychology of  Buddhism by Bhikkhu BOdhi as General Editor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Greed;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; lobha (greed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Hatred;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;dosa (hate)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Envy;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;issa (envy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Sloth;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; thina (sloth)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Conceit;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;mana (conceit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Worry;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;kukkucca (worry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Torpor;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;middha (torpor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Shamelessness;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ahirika (shamelessness)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the 5 unwholesome states don't match exactly. I tried to match them as best as I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;9) vicikiccha (perplexity)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) moha (dullness)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) macchariya (selfishness)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) anottappa (recklessness)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;13) ditthi (error)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) uddhacca (distraction)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;9) Doubt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Delusion&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Avarice&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Fearlessness of wrong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Wrong view&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Restlessness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that's been read, cognitively understood as best as I could, written down on 'Right' Effort, it can never match up to Joyous Effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Joyful Effort which I cannot yet identify.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-8419065329532707390?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/8419065329532707390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/right-effort.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8419065329532707390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8419065329532707390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/right-effort.html' title='&apos;Right&apos; Effort'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-7240329625926171275</id><published>2010-04-25T12:50:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T15:02:27.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My experience with Theravada Fanatism</title><content type='html'>Currently reading &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Broken Buddha&lt;/span&gt; Critical Reflections on Theravada and a Plea for a New Buddhism by teacher S. Dhammika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I could totally relate to it. It's such a relief that such contradictions, fanaticism, biases have been voiced out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's strange, but these features of Traditional Theravada had directly caused an unknown layperson like me great confusion and bewilderment. These are just personal thoughts which are independent of the source mentioned above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never understood why some Traditional Theravada monks that I went to at temples continuously recite long Pali verses to us the laypeople at a big ceremony. I wondered if I was the only person who was unfamiliar with those Pali verses. Or what they meant. They can go on for a period of time straight reciting that, pausing only to quickly clear the throat. I'm not supposed to criticize even objectively or doubt them so didn't give much thought to it. But it certainly issn't an effective way of teaching the Dharma. I always have to keep in perspective their possible motivations for joining the monk-hood, which in some cases can be figured out easily. Poverty &amp;amp; some other circumstances like orphan-hood. It may not be a genuine pursuit of interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I was once approached by a friend of a mult-millionaire to suggest "suitable" temples\monasteries where that millionaire can become a monk. Motivation for that millionaire? He was in suicidal state over his ex-wife, girlfriend/s, money. He wanted somewhere convenient to escape to. I'm not being cynical but these extremely suicidal people should go to a psychiatrist instead of a religious place. If a psychiatrist is too formidable, then they should go to a doctor. Take painkillers, take anti-depressants. Fortunately, he didn't become a monk. I seriously think that with his head so messed up like that, he won't be able to see anything right. Medicines would work better. As it turned out, he did attempt to commit suicide but failed just as the police arrived. Fortunately, I don't personally know him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was trying out the practice of Uposatha, there are 2 BIG moles which was sticking out. The milk and the type of bed. They were very queer indeed. Is milk supposed to give you as much energy as rice? Am I craving for milk? Need I consult a nutritionist expert to give an official verdict if it is food, drink or ingredient powder? And of course I don't sleep on a simple, low &amp;amp; small bed. And the Cinderella 12pm time boundary. Rigid, peculiar, hassle. Causing circumstances for more suffering for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And boys are supposed to be "ordained" as a novice monk for a few days as part of the Tradition. Any parents go through alot of big troubles to ensure that this is done. And they play cheat!!! The younger the better, 4, 5 years old, so that the boy would be less aware and thus feel less pain &amp;amp; suffering in the experience. I saw my very young relative who is so accustomed to the American way of  life put through such an experience - crying, alone among bald strangers he don't know, alien environment, alien language. I don't get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-7240329625926171275?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/7240329625926171275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-experience-with-theravada-fanatism.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/7240329625926171275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/7240329625926171275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-experience-with-theravada-fanatism.html' title='My experience with Theravada Fanatism'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-4651407051911116685</id><published>2010-04-22T22:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T23:17:38.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buddha's Personal Admonishment</title><content type='html'>What would the Buddha say to me if I could go to him face-to-face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cambodian.org.nz/images/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://www.cambodian.org.nz/images/20.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;Greetings &amp;amp; Good  Evening, the revered one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buddha:&lt;/span&gt; (Open his eyes &amp;amp; moved his head slowly. Gazed at me with soft kindness, dispassion &amp;amp; open-heartedly) Nods once slightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; (Understands that the Buddha is very much sought after by humans &amp;amp; devas, and wants to leave him in peace. Must quickly get down to business. Must ask him the most general question, so that he could access me overall and give the most suitable advice.) The revered one, please with your compassion &amp;amp; wisdom, could you direct me some personal advice on the Path?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buddha:&lt;/span&gt; (Gaze at me with understanding. Close his eyes, pause for 3 sec) Listen carefully now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Takes out paper &amp;amp; pen. Anticipates in eagerness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buddha: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You yourself must strive;&lt;br /&gt;The Buddhas only point the way.&lt;br /&gt;Those meditative ones who thread the path&lt;br /&gt;are released from the bonds of Mara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pauses again for 3 secs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idler who does not exert himself&lt;br /&gt;when he should,&lt;br /&gt;who though young and strong&lt;br /&gt;is full of sloth,&lt;br /&gt;with a mind full of vain thoughts --&lt;br /&gt;such an indolent man&lt;br /&gt;does not find the path to wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Stops &amp;amp; remains silent, eyes remaining closed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; (So I guess that's all, that short, that simple. Ok, fine. Very happy, very contented) Such rareness is the ability to come before the Buddha, the revered one himself to be personally directed! Grateful, is me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Quietly departs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;The 2 stanzas  are from the Dhammapada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-4651407051911116685?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/4651407051911116685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/buddhas-personal-admonishment.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/4651407051911116685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/4651407051911116685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/buddhas-personal-admonishment.html' title='Buddha&apos;s Personal Admonishment'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-5256082916398455876</id><published>2010-04-22T00:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T00:13:15.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Paradox &amp; Meditation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/S88jgaAQgWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/k9QGnPJ2d6c/s1600/pic1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/S88jgaAQgWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/k9QGnPJ2d6c/s320/pic1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462623912666890594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/S88jaVyDCgI/AAAAAAAAAeM/nw5Lv7NbYxE/s1600/pic2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/S88jaVyDCgI/AAAAAAAAAeM/nw5Lv7NbYxE/s320/pic2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462623808454330882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Contradictions, paradoxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture though not the one I was initially intrigued with, is in a  way a representation of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Symbolism of the future set in the past. The reason why I like  pictures of children shown in B&amp;amp;W. I like it for the message, the contradiction which jerks out from these photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My present contradiction: Trying to pretend that I have nothing left to  do during meditation, when outside of it I'm getting subconsciously  anxious and preparing for an interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tough juggle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I pretend that I'm so 100% interested in that position in that  industry. How do I pretend that I actually know what I want to be  in 5  years time. Heck, I don't even know what I want to be in 3 years time.  Neither do I want to think about it. Truth is, ideally in 3-5 yrs time, I  want to be a librarian who gets to read books on the job, or a movie  reviewer or to work for UN &amp;amp; get transferred to a faraway country or  something else other than whatever is realistically available to me  right now. I have alot of pretending to do, hopefully I will be terrific  at it. I just hope they don't ask me the 3-5yrs time question, job  commitment questions (Actually Sir, I want work-life-balance. Could you  please ensure that?), or if I'm want to do VB, SQL or whatever idiotic  coding which I suspect will be required. But I want a change right now,  so I'll go ahead and pretend, hopefully to get through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side, I had a useful meditation session. I wanted to  prepare for Death Meditation, so I tried 2 hours. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Consciously&lt;/span&gt; used the method which I  mentioned in Square 1 Meditation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quit 30mins before timeout as my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;effort&lt;/span&gt;  was not enough to subdue the pain from the pressed little toe. Reason  why my effort was not enough was because I didn't want to sustain the  effort anymore. I didn't manage to subdue the restless, paining mind  with the worse-case-scenario of losing the toe.  I was getting into  2-minds, or rather multiple-minds, losing focus, giving up on the  effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the brighter side, I learnt these things from this session which is  longest so far in a long long time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;State of mind evolves&lt;/span&gt;.  Actually it evolves every 30mins for me. From drowsy to non-drowsy to a  stablized bodily posture to a lighter mind to more acute awareness &amp;amp;  then in comes the crushing, damning pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Things are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;screaming for my  attention regularly&lt;/span&gt;. Sounds, thoughts, itchiness in the ear,  acute pain in the legs, in the toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sustained effort&lt;/span&gt; was  able to subdue the itchiness which felt like an ant crawling into my ear  &amp;amp; it was able to subdue an incredible pain in the leg before the  compressed toe pain arrived. The mind moved past those "milestones".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joyful effort&lt;/span&gt; is a great  way for moving forward and sustaining the effort needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I tried to be aware of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"all  knowing mind"&lt;/span&gt; but it was too omnipresent that I get pulled to  those which were screaming for my attention from all directions easier.  So I drop the "all knowing mind" and used the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;abdominal meditation&lt;/span&gt; in the last stretch to get more  focused. I did felt more focus &amp;amp; oneness as a result of the change.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I like to have longer meditation sessions is because I know  that joyful, effortless effort &amp;amp; a light, clear mind work together  like magic. I want to leverage (I have to start familiarizing with these  interview-proof works) on that effort &amp;amp; mind to create whatever is  there to be created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will write on the Joyful effort in a future post. I'm finding it more  and more important as days go by. Also, it is an inspiration from a  fellow blogger/friend Shirley who highlighted this recently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-5256082916398455876?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/5256082916398455876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/paradox-meditation.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/5256082916398455876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/5256082916398455876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/paradox-meditation.html' title='Paradox &amp; Meditation'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/S88jgaAQgWI/AAAAAAAAAeU/k9QGnPJ2d6c/s72-c/pic1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-8672416315001780642</id><published>2010-04-21T00:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T01:43:16.114+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Non-soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sangha'/><title type='text'>A Day</title><content type='html'>Although I'm doing nothing dramatic with my life, I feel like I'm so  happy, like I'm living it to the fullest (at least right now for a few  days I feel like that).&lt;br /&gt;I don't whine about things. I pretend to whine only when very stubborn  people whine to me. If I try to solve their whine-ness which they'll never get out of, they'll think I  don't understand. So I whine back to  show empathy. At least something positive comes out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life - don't take it seriously in the material sense. We'll all be  happier. Don't take it seriously when we're ill, don't take it seriously  when we can't get more than what we're getting, don't take it seriously  when we can't get what we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take it seriously in the immaterial  sense.&lt;/span&gt; (or at least that's what I believe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a period of absence, I was able to head down to the Buddhist  Center for group meditation.&lt;br /&gt;Real reason for my absence is both my busy, unpredictable schedule as  well as my unwillingness to upset anyone who might not always support  the Buddhisty aspect taking up my time. As always, there was always  something to take away from there. I'm very much indebted to the place,  the teacher &amp;amp; the management &amp;amp; all the dear friends I got to  know there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Points that I could recall:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/S83Zzkq75MI/AAAAAAAAAeE/k2BZQoaAVZU/s1600/sky-clouds-heaven-Himmel-Wolken-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/S83Zzkq75MI/AAAAAAAAAeE/k2BZQoaAVZU/s320/sky-clouds-heaven-Himmel-Wolken-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462261403110597826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Metaphor for thoughts coming &amp;amp; going in the mind is that of  clouds floating past in the sky. (Speak of originality, creativity!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Question to ask ourselves: Why do we associate either positive or negative feedbacks to our experiences &amp;amp; thoughts?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;From below onwards, it is my personal thoughts which are independent of the teacher's views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding the 2nd point, personally it related to the Anatta topic. Why do we always wish, long for, favour &amp;amp; like a positive feedback to experiences &amp;amp; thoughts? In the way of the world, we would be saying that it's human nature. We can research and try to prove for eternity that human nature is wired to function like that, so we should live up to its function - nothing wrong with favoring positive things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as people who want to break free from the very reasons which are making us human, we go one step further. We question this "nature".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Is this nature good for us?&lt;br /&gt;2) What are the reasons for this nature&lt;br /&gt;3) Is following this nature necessary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that we don't have to do anything further but answer those questions and we will realize the futility of following this nature of chasing after, favoring the positive experiences.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-8672416315001780642?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/8672416315001780642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8672416315001780642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8672416315001780642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/day.html' title='A Day'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/S83Zzkq75MI/AAAAAAAAAeE/k2BZQoaAVZU/s72-c/sky-clouds-heaven-Himmel-Wolken-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-3806603516733213727</id><published>2010-04-20T12:25:00.031+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T15:55:48.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DON'T Paralyze your Evolution</title><content type='html'>I did not study pyschology, but it doesn't take a psychologist to know that the mind needs to evolve. Actually, it will evolve in time whether you want it to or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if we put in our own effort, we can make it evolve to the way we want it to. It's just amazing that things are in our control!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like evolving, change, progression. Bring it ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I change to degenerate physically, I will still evolve my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll do a reality check to see how I've evolved so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have not touched the gaming console since 3 week ago. Phew!!!! No burden. No desire to continue the adventure. No desire to finish it off. No time wasted sitting wastefully on the sofa for one whole day spent in a World that has no positive effect to my World. No headache from 6-12 hrs continuous gaming. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have not TV-ed for even one hour. TV dramas bore me to the core. The only time I use TV is to space out, drone myself out with its noisy sounds. So that I don't look too crazy just staring into space.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Documentories &amp;amp; movies are a completely different matter. Have not watched them for 2 weeks (attempt at Green Zone doesn't count). Not dying to watch them. Intend to watch them when I have more time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Self-induced sadness &amp;amp; unhappiness&lt;/strong&gt; have not touched me, have not moved me. Or they did not last long enough for me to recall it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Self-induced anger&lt;/strong&gt; have not touched me in a long time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Even when team lead tried to lecture with a pseudo-serious tone me to put me down, discourage me. I did not let it affect me. &lt;strong&gt;Who cares!&lt;/strong&gt; For all I know, he can be envious, he can be skeptical, he can go on and on about his narrow perspective, still fat hope of me buying it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stable state of mind&lt;/strong&gt; has stayed with me for longer periods of time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More instances of &lt;strong&gt;smiling&lt;/strong&gt; at people whom I interacted with.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More instances of &lt;strong&gt;seeing in&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;appreciation, appreciating the effort of others&lt;/strong&gt;, more instances of saying "Thank you."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More instances of &lt;strong&gt;empathizing with others&lt;/strong&gt;. That they too are subject to delusion, greed, hatred.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More instances of &lt;strong&gt;contentment&lt;/strong&gt; with the present moment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More instances of &lt;strong&gt;awareness &lt;/strong&gt;of the present moment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have not felt like &lt;strong&gt;Gollum&lt;/strong&gt; over music, over News, over things I enjoy, though still enchanted.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have been doing &lt;strong&gt;Chores&lt;/strong&gt;, have been doing things I need to be doing, have been doing things that &lt;strong&gt;I know are good for me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More &lt;strong&gt;positivity&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Feel less like a Macdonald's (I realised to my horror that teacher Bhante saw me through right away the moment he mentioned Macdonald's) baby.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More&lt;strong&gt; faith in the small steps&lt;/strong&gt; I'm taking towards the distant destination of stream-entry.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-3806603516733213727?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/3806603516733213727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/appreciation-of-effort.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/3806603516733213727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/3806603516733213727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/appreciation-of-effort.html' title='DON&apos;T Paralyze your Evolution'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-2284375947267971209</id><published>2010-04-19T20:46:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T21:17:35.326+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sangha'/><title type='text'>Someone else's Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/S8xRwmfbRxI/AAAAAAAAAd8/kBmQYenEBhg/s1600/100_0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461830343501498130" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/S8xRwmfbRxI/AAAAAAAAAd8/kBmQYenEBhg/s320/100_0150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When things get stagnant, find something new, something different to push you forward. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone else's life, someone else's history, someone else's perspective, someone else's ideals, someone else's values, someone else's effort, courage, discipline. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Faith in humanity, faith in the Path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found this earlier in the day: &lt;a href="http://sucitto.blogspot.com/2009/05/alms-and-human.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Ajahn Sucitto's Alms and the human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has so much worth for me. I hope it will be the same for you too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-2284375947267971209?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/2284375947267971209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/someone-elses-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/2284375947267971209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/2284375947267971209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/someone-elses-life.html' title='Someone else&apos;s Life'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/S8xRwmfbRxI/AAAAAAAAAd8/kBmQYenEBhg/s72-c/100_0150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-1367415984988997076</id><published>2010-04-19T20:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T20:45:14.634+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditation'/><title type='text'>Square 1 Non-Sitting Mindfulness</title><content type='html'>I don't have much time today to think through and formulate to decide on the strategy on the &lt;strong&gt;non-sitting&lt;/strong&gt; mindfulness. Yet I feel it is necessary to specify it asap. So this my short explicit stating out of the strategy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goal -&lt;/strong&gt; Same as Stage 1 of sitting meditation - To stay in the present, avoid going off into the past or future. Thoughts will be used when necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Purging methods -&lt;/strong&gt; Note &amp;amp; acknowledge: Think "I have passion in me" or&lt;br /&gt;Rationaliaze &amp;amp; Deny: Think "This feeling is not me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sustaining method -&lt;/strong&gt; Stay in equanimy state, aware of the present&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-1367415984988997076?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/1367415984988997076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/square-1-mindfulness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/1367415984988997076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/1367415984988997076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/square-1-mindfulness.html' title='Square 1 Non-Sitting Mindfulness'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-747041375646719449</id><published>2010-04-19T01:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T01:30:02.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditation'/><title type='text'>Square 1 Meditation</title><content type='html'>I feel it's time for me to specifically state out exactly what method  &amp;amp; structure I'm going to stick to for meditation - at least for this week. Often, I don't  know what exactly is my direction &amp;amp; what exactly am I doing. Am I  doing what is called concentration meditation &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; am I juggling 6-senses simultaneous mindfulness &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; am I doing what is called Insight  meditation &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; am I doing a  breathing exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty messed up so I'm going back to  square one.  Only going to use a single, short, easy to read &amp;amp;  digest source: &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);" href="http://www.dharmaweb.org/index.php/The_Basic_Method_of_Meditation_by_Ajahn_Brahmavamso"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Basic Method of Meditaion by Ajahn  Brahmavamso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I want to minimize confusion, information  overload &amp;amp; ambiguity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to think about the specific  method I'm going to stick to for mindfulness outside of sitting, so this  method will be just for sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Disclaimer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; a meditation teacher or teacher of any kind. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This  is a personal summary of the above mentioned source, which &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;may or may not&lt;/span&gt; reflect the actual  contents of the source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Stage  1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Goal -&lt;/span&gt; To stay in the present, avoid going off into the past  or future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Key -&lt;/span&gt; Effort to be directed to letting go, abandon &amp;amp;  renounce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Task -&lt;/span&gt; Keep the attention right in the present moment for  long, unbroken periods of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Method to do Task -&lt;/span&gt; Unmentioned  explicitly. But can be inferred from Stage 2 that thoughts of noting of  the present moment is the method for this stage. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(If you do find that it is mentioned  explicitly, please let me know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Task -&lt;/span&gt;  Silent awareness of the present in every moment, avoiding inner speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Method  -&lt;/span&gt; No inner speech, no inner chatter. Mindfully greet everything just as  it arrives in the mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Task -&lt;/span&gt; Silent present  moment awareness of just ONE THING. Silent present moment awareness of  the breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Method -&lt;/span&gt; *Thankfully, it is a free distribution by  Buddhist Fellowship Singapore &amp;amp; available on the Web too so I will  not run into any copyright issues for chunking the below down. Speaking  of which, I had better renew my membership with them. I like this method  below, so I'm copying wholesale without any alterations for others to  read.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'When you focus on the breath, you focus on the experience  of the breath happening now. You experience "that which tells you what  the breath is doing". whether it is going in or out or in between. Some  teachers say to watch the breath at the tip of the nose, some say to  watch it at the abdomen and some say to move it here and then move it  there. I have found through experience that it does not matter where you  watch the breath. In fact it is best not to locate the breath anywhere!  If you locate the breath at the tip of your nose then it becomes nose  awareness, not breath awareness, and if you locate it at your abdomen  then it becomes abdomen awareness. Just ask yourself the question right  now "Am I breathing in or am I breathing out?" How do you know? There!  That experience which tells you what the breath is doing, that is what  you focus on in breath meditation. Let go of concern about where this  experience is located; just focus on the experience itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  common hindrance at this stage is the tendency to control the   breathing, and this makes the breathing uncomfortable. To overcome  this  hindrance, imagine that you are just a passenger in a car looking   through the window at your breath. You are not the driver, nor a "back   seat driver", so stop giving orders, let go and enjoy the ride. Let  the  breath do the breathing while you simply watch without  interfering.  When you know the breath is going in, or the breath is going out,   for  say one hundred breaths in a row, not missing one, then you have   achieved what I call the third stage of this meditation, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;  sustained attention on the breath&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage 4: I'll look at  it another time after see how I'm doing at the Stage 1-3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-747041375646719449?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/747041375646719449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/square-1-meditation-2.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/747041375646719449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/747041375646719449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/square-1-meditation-2.html' title='Square 1 Meditation'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-8402846041214154756</id><published>2010-04-18T04:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T13:22:56.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><title type='text'>Loneliness &amp; Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The following post is inspired by the blog article &lt;a href="http://agingasaspiritualpractice.com/2009/07/29/lonely-but-never-alone/"&gt;Lonely But Never Alone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the night sky, I traced the border of an open platform to approach a cold, white-washed, coporate building. Stealthily, I took side glances at paired silhouettes that were cozying on the stone seats surrounding the space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiled alittle to myself. I thought about Loneliness. A light touch with the universal human trait.&lt;br /&gt;Wait, wasn't I suppose to already have a partner, which disqualifies me to speak of loneliness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just goes to show that the feeling of loneliness, just like every other feeling, is well within the reach of everyone. To divulge alittle to validate my qualification, me &amp;amp; my partner is a strange combination, we openly acknowledge that we can't keep each other happy, yet we are still together since Day 1. I like solving problems quickly, so I had quickly told him to go to someone else who can make him happy, or whatever it is. But he has not gone or left yet, so far, for reasons unknown by me. Is it love? Is it clinching onto something you can't let go of? Is it a continuation of habit? Is it sensitivity, consideration for others? I can't be sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, Loneliness is my friend too. When Loneliness visits me, I have alone time with him. Loneliness is one of my a loyal, familiar friends, because like all feelings which has been with me for so long, it has been there all along &amp;amp; will continue to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most endearing quality of Loneliness is that he visits everyone else occasionally too. Just to find out how we're doing when we're alone. We all share that same loyal friend. Whilst we might be thinking that Loneliness only visits us, we do not give thought that Loneliness has been a friend to everyone else we know and don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he arrives, we feel his presence. We have some interaction with him - maybe continue a lingering conversation or sometimes we are quick to usher him out the door. All the same, after some moments of catching up, Loneliness leaves out of our door. Just as he did with his other friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through Loneliness as our mutual friend, we discover that there are others who share the common human condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't compose poems so this is a really lovely peom from a song, expressively sung. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h-S90Uch2as&amp;amp;NR=1"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h-S90Uch2as&amp;amp;NR=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i151.photobucket.com/albums/s160/MtGrace/Sound_of_Silence_by_ahermin1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 450px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;~~The Sound Of Silence~~&lt;br /&gt;Hello darkness, my old friend&lt;br /&gt;I've come to talk with you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because a vision softly creeping&lt;br /&gt;Left its seeds while I was sleeping&lt;br /&gt;And the vision that was planted in my brain&lt;br /&gt;Still remains Within the sound of silence&lt;br /&gt;In restless dreams I walked alone&lt;br /&gt;Narrow streets of cobblestone&lt;br /&gt;'Neath the halo of a street lamp I turn my collar to the cold and damp&lt;br /&gt;When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light&lt;br /&gt;That split the night&lt;br /&gt;And touched the sound of silence&lt;br /&gt;And in the naked light I saw&lt;br /&gt;Ten thousand people maybe more&lt;br /&gt;People talking without speaking&lt;br /&gt;People hearing without listening&lt;br /&gt;People writing songs that voices never shared&lt;br /&gt;No one dared Disturb the sound of silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fools," said I, "you do not know Silence like a cancer grows&lt;br /&gt;Hear my words that I might teach you&lt;br /&gt;Take my arms that I might reach you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my words like silent raindrops fell&lt;br /&gt;And echoed in the wells of silence&lt;br /&gt;And the people bowed and prayed&lt;br /&gt;To the neon god they made&lt;br /&gt;And the sign flashed out its warning&lt;br /&gt;In the words that it was forming&lt;br /&gt;And the sign said "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls&lt;br /&gt;And tenement halls&lt;br /&gt;And whispered in the sound of silence&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-8402846041214154756?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/8402846041214154756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/loneliness-us.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8402846041214154756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8402846041214154756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/loneliness-us.html' title='Loneliness &amp; Us'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-1770561715288207189</id><published>2010-04-17T16:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T16:55:50.970+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noble Eightfold Path'/><title type='text'>Systematic approach to a Holistic approach</title><content type='html'>There's a lot of debate, confusion about how to thread the Noble  Eightfold path. Can I say that I've threaded it for the my whole life?  For the past month? For the past week even? No, I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When  did I thread the Noble Eightfold Path then? Only during meditation?  Seriously don't know the answer to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no doubt that  the absolute correct way to thread the Eightfold Path is to use the  holistic approach. Meaning that all the 8 factors have to be imbued and  exerted at the simultaneously and continuously. I feel that the only  time this is possible is when there is slow, careful mindfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In  order for us form and equip ourselves with the right &amp;amp; best  holistic approach to the 8th Fold Path, we need to use a systematic  approach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Starting today, I'm  gearing up for some experimentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I'm impatient about  knowing the results, I'm quite skeptical about the approach I'm using. I  don't want to wait till  my dying days to reflect and ponder on the  results of threading the  Noble Eightfold Path in this life. I suspect  that I may not even have  the mental capacity to do that then. Even if  I'll have the mental  capacity then, I may not be able to objectively  reflect on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to have a taste of how the fruits of the  labor will be. Will it be ineffective, will I still feel like Gollum?  Will it be amazingly effective, will I turn out to become a holy  goddess? Or will it be something more simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't see any  much change in myself so far, except that I'm more alert &amp;amp; awake in  my waking hours now. Is this all there is to it? Am I doing something  wrong? I think I've been inadequate and quite variant with doing  mindfulness. What if I put in more effort &amp;amp; have a fixed approach?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Purpose  of experimentation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To  find out what/how&lt;/span&gt; I will become if I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stay dedicated to&lt;/span&gt; living my life using &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the current approach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To be able to analyze&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;effectiveness of the approach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Variable to be kept constant during experimentation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The approach to be used&lt;/span&gt;,  consisting  of&lt;br /&gt;1) methods of doing mindfulness&lt;br /&gt;2) set of methods used to purge  unwanted states of mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding the variables above, I've yet  to determine and fix them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now time to head for some sleep as my  night and wee morning hours will soon turn into a hectic weekend work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-1770561715288207189?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/1770561715288207189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/systematic-approach-to-holistic_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/1770561715288207189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/1770561715288207189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/systematic-approach-to-holistic_17.html' title='Systematic approach to a Holistic approach'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-5328683115826419175</id><published>2010-04-17T01:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T01:56:39.609+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suffering'/><title type='text'>Cyclic Dukkha</title><content type='html'>Dukkha comes in many ways and forms. But the worse kind of dukkha are the uncontrollable cyclic type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non-stop breathing feels like a dukkha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non-stop heart beating feels like a dukkha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In normal times, we hardly notice clearly that we're constantly operating like a machine for 24/7 since day 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In meditation, we become aware of these 2 activites. It gets to a point where even these 2 activites feel like a hassle, a constant burden which doesn't stop, even if we wanted to. You'd wish that you don't have to be constantly breathing. It feels tiresome. It's a wonder why they don't seem tiresome in normal circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd wish you could get some rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-5328683115826419175?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/5328683115826419175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/cyclic-dukkha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/5328683115826419175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/5328683115826419175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/cyclic-dukkha.html' title='Cyclic Dukkha'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-6699879945063002047</id><published>2010-04-15T15:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T16:53:00.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zen, ZaZen, Zennist, Zenith</title><content type='html'>I'm exploring the virtual space for blogs. It's another avenue through which I get inspiration. It feels as though I'm connecting with fellow "kinsman". Trevor's Zen blog is one I've found recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The simplist things in life are the most beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone regardless of identity, race, location, personality, can enjoy them to the fullest in the simplist way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trickling sound of clear water from a fountain. Looking out through the veil of the falling rain. Hearing the sound of the rainfall. The refreshing sight of greens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-6699879945063002047?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/6699879945063002047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/zen-zazen-zennist-zenith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/6699879945063002047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/6699879945063002047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/zen-zazen-zennist-zenith.html' title='Zen, ZaZen, Zennist, Zenith'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-633002633201244324</id><published>2010-04-15T00:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T00:36:50.571+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meditation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><title type='text'>Death Meditation</title><content type='html'>For some reason, I'm on a HIGH. Maybe it's the caffeine I took. What do I  care about the calories, the unhealthiness of caffeine. For all I know,  it is the best remedy for me, it buoys me up physically &amp;amp; mentally.  Not spiritually though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bursting with energy, overflowing  with positivity. No, it's not quite a mindful happiness. So high that I  wanted to see and hear Eric Cartman sing Poker Face on Guitar Hero at &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fjR78I1hCBI&lt;/span&gt;.   This character simply leaves me smiling with mirth. Pls pardon the  trashy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amid all these, I'm secretly getting excited about  next week. I'll be left all alone next week. What a rare opportunity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've  got an idea boiling in my head. I feel like challenging myself. I feel  like I should spend 1 whole day (let's say this in the ancient Indian  way: for 1 day &amp;amp; 1 night) doing silent mindfulness at home alone.  Yes, this will be a BIG challenge for me. I dare not place any bets  beyond 1 day &amp;amp; 1 night, as I'm sure I'll break that resolution for  certainty if I go beyond that. As usual, I take up only those challenges  which are quite a BARGAIN. I play cheat, just so that I can win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm  contemplating whether I'll be up for another type of BIG challenge.  It's big, but it's not one I've not done before. And I'm getting  increasingly interested to find out if I could play it out again. I'm  kind of dying to find out what will happen to me if I meditated  pretending that I have forever, pretending that I have nothing else to  do for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've sat for 4 1/2 - 5 hrs straight  during a single meditation session before, and it turned out to be  rather interesting. I want to venture beyond the concept of a time  limit. I want to know what will happen to me if I didn't care and know  about time. Will I DIE out of restlessness? Will I DIE out of  anxiousness to end the meditation? Will I DIE out of pain, itchiness,  stiffness, cold, heat? Will I DIE in my battle with the mind? I feel  like this time, I want to push it to the limits again - just to see what  happens. I've got a feeling that fear will be the nemesis again. I'll go moment-by-moment till I find that I cannot bring  myself to go anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if I don't continue to blog in the week after next, chances are  that I became the first person in the world to die during meditation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  want to pretend again, that I have NOTHING LEFT TO DO in this world  except to sit there, breath, and be mindful of the breath &amp;amp; the  knowing mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-633002633201244324?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/633002633201244324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-want-to-believe.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/633002633201244324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/633002633201244324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-want-to-believe.html' title='Death Meditation'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-4792323263779871564</id><published>2010-04-14T11:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T18:10:16.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Non-soul'/><title type='text'>Anatta, Non-Personality</title><content type='html'>I didn't know that I enjoy writing, writing about the things that fascinates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've got the momentum going on the ponderings of Anatta, I'll continue to ride on it before it becomes a drudgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did a reality check with the teacher's blog post &lt;a href="http://sdhammika.blogspot.com/2008/06/anatta-and-rebirth.html"&gt;Anatta and Rebirth&lt;/a&gt; and it was very relevent for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"When some people learn that Buddhism teaches rebirth and also that there is no self (anatta), they find it difficult to understand how rebirth can take place: `If there is no self or soul,' they ask, `what passes from one life to the next?' This problem is more apparent than real. Firstly, the Buddha did not teach that there is no self as such - he taught that there is no permanent, unchanging, metaphysical self."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish to debate and entangle my mind on &lt;strong&gt;what is the&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;entity or non-entity that's traversing birth after birth&lt;/strong&gt;. Nevertheless, I'm convinced now of the properties of the &lt;strong&gt;entity or non-entity&lt;/strong&gt;: impermanent &amp;amp; changing. I'm not sure of the meaning of "metaphysical self" in this context to make a convinction out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incidentally, I've discovered a blog profile description by a young Zen Priest at &lt;a href="http://thebigoldoaktree.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://thebigoldoaktree.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; which summed-up everything nicely:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;"Every day, I see more and more that I don't know who or what I am. Some day I will be dead."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 2 simple sentences stoke a cord with me instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm realize that I don't actually know what I was in the past...even 5 years ago. Yes, I know I was an average undergrad who hated studying, who was addicted to playing MMORPG games, who skipped lectures, etc etc. But my personality has evolved from that. My yesterday's personality is not today's personality. What were my dreams yesterday are not my dreams today. What were my likes &amp;amp; dislikes yesterday are not totally the same as those today. My personality today will change. So my personality cannot be ever lasting. The personality that I thought defined me....I'm not bounded, fixed by this personality. This actually feels very liberating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liberating in the sense that it has greatly reduced my self-struggle. I'm my biggest enemy -because I'm a lazy cow, I'm restless, I get bored easily, I'm interested in too many things. But if these personality are not permanent, are of no-substance, then I'm not held down by them. I don't have to constantly engage in a self-struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pure Liberation! To some extent, but more than before!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-4792323263779871564?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/4792323263779871564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/anatta-non-personality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/4792323263779871564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/4792323263779871564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/anatta-non-personality.html' title='Anatta, Non-Personality'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-2478948630523153053</id><published>2010-04-13T09:40:00.041+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T15:57:02.454+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Non-soul'/><title type='text'>Nama, Rupa; Atta, Anatta (II)</title><content type='html'>In my relentless conquest in the Buddhist arena for stability, mindfulness &amp;amp; insight, I think I've stumbled upon a formula, a breakthrough that I can work on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the post Nama, Rupa; Atta, Anatta (I), I mentioned a patient suffering from Alzheimer. One eighth of the time, I've been pondering on this. &lt;span&gt;I'm usually a very busy bee who's multi-prioritizing, I'm washing clothes (I'm forever stuck doing this cyclic, mundane chore), I'm reading a PERFECT non-Buddhist-related novel for me right now, working, etc etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; Incidentally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;, the author of this novel The Lost Books of the Odyssey, is also a Computer Scientist specializing in AI (I want to call myself a Computer Scientist as the Comp Engin I took was the same branch as that, although I'm hardly doing anything that's science-sy now). I'm curious how after studying robotics and AI&lt;/span&gt; - which is a very narrow, specialized &amp;amp; demanding specialty, he ended up being a fictional author, a distinguished one even. Truely a puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Back on the topic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If&lt;/span&gt; by some accident, illness, or the mere effects of natural causes, we can lose our memory - losing our knowledge of the past; of our personal preferences, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;then&lt;/span&gt; our preferences, our likes, dislikes are insubstantial in essence. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I feel that this is one hypothesis which is unconsciously known to be true by medical &amp;amp; scientific professionals, even by us laypeople.&lt;/span&gt; We see fMRI scans, showing the changes in various or specific brain sections, which explains why a patient is not responding, is not able to walk any longer, is no longer intellectually capable of holding a conversation, is no longer able to remember who someone is, in some cases he/she may not even remember who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That clearly provides evidences for Anatta. Ok, I know that in the post &lt;a href="http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/02/am-i-having-self-conflict-i-dont-feel_19.html"&gt;Striving for abandonment&lt;/a&gt;, I argued that I neither subscribed to a 'non-soul' nor 'soul'. But this incident has pivoted my view towards a non-eternal, non-essential self -- Anatta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That patient, he loved spicy, ethnic food. Now, I'm sure he doesn't remember that about himself, and neither does he love it already. His past is lost, his preference feeling is lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That signifies to me that my own preferences which I thought defines, in a way, who I am, how I am, and what motivates me, is nothing but an illusion. Let me explain myself through an example: I'm walking, and then I feel bored, I desire and want to listen to music, I think that THIS IS WHAT I WANT, and I relented and listened unmindfully to music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before now, I've always thought that when I wanted this, when I desired for this, when I have this or that emotion, when I have this or that thought, IT IS ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm beginning to suspect that THEY ARE NOT ME. That they are actually phantoms; phantoms which have formed, appearing like a solidified, personal facade, from the past habitual inclinations. Phantoms which are bound to change, phantoms which are bound to disappear, phantoms which are NOT ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm beginning to acknowledge them as phantoms, I have the power. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have the power to refuse these phantoms the overpowering influence they've been having on my actions, on my choices.&lt;/span&gt; I'm quite confident about the fact of using this method of acknowledging them as phantoms has worked on me, on about 5 incidents so far. When I was lazy to get up in the morning, when I wanted a wink more, I felt lazy. I recalled to try out this method. My knowing mind said in assertion "The laziness is not me. The want to sleep longer is not me." and then I got up. I felt bored, my knowing mind said in assertion "This feeling of boredom is not me. This feeling of boredom is only the cumulative result of my past inclinations. I can don't listen to what they are telling me. I can take a different route. I can take a route that I know is good for me." and then I was able to let go of the feeling of boredom very easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be weary here not to get into the wrong grasp of Anatta, that it means that since there is 'no-self', we are not 'responsible' for our actions, our choices. To me, right now, actions &amp;amp; choices are like commodities which have intrinsic value in themselves, which will bear their values later in time. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;These commodities require an investor to invest in them. BUT there is NO FIXED PERSONALITY as a particular investor actually placing investments in these commodities. &lt;/span&gt;These commodity investments have value even though there is no such investor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now see clearer, with observation and analytical reasoning, that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anatta refers to those phantoms which speak in my head as "I want to do this/that", "I feel *emotion*" where emotion can be sad, bored, restless, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: This is only a result of an instance of analytical reasoning based on previously gathered knowledge &amp;amp; observations. It is subject to change over time. I shall use it, but not hold onto it. I've previously read somewhere that both holding on to 'soul' or 'non-soul' is a wrong view. Gosh, sometimes information overload can get really confusing and messed up! But personally, I do believe that holding on to anything too much will hinder my progress to know the real knowledge - whatever it may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-2478948630523153053?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/2478948630523153053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/nama-rupa-atta-anatta-ii.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/2478948630523153053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/2478948630523153053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/nama-rupa-atta-anatta-ii.html' title='Nama, Rupa; Atta, Anatta (II)'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-8262324167687326245</id><published>2010-04-12T22:18:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T11:57:51.005+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giver Receiver'/><title type='text'>Some Regrets</title><content type='html'>At the bus stop in a rather busy industrial district, I noticed a man in his late 50s - 60s almost lying down on the bus stop chair-bench. He had only one full leg, the other one was amputated and his prosthetic leg was beside him. He was busy stuffing tissue paper into the shoe that his good leg was wearing. There was a couple of flies which seem to be attracted to that leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't a pretty sight. It was out-of-place. I didn't know what he was up to - was he begging, was he resting or was he waiting for someone, or was he waiting for office people to disappear till he camp for the night there. Bus stop was crowded. No body seems to be looking at him. I thought about whether I should approach him. I thought that the Singapore Govt would surely have charities and other help to take care of people like him - afterall a prosthetic leg is an expensive thing. I wasn't keen to help him out physically, but financially I didn't mind. I saw the bus approaching, I rushed for it, I looked at him again, thought about it, and went up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still I continued to think about it. I thought that he might have needed some help. I thought that if I could have at least shown that I'm concerned, he wouldn't feel so sad, despondent &amp;amp; helpless. Tears welled up in my eyes when I thought of what he could have been feeling, of what I could have done but did not do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a thing for old, helpless, poor looking people. A picture from a few years ago, of an old skinny man riding on a WW II era bicycle appeared in my mind. This old man was really a picture I cannot erase from my mind ever since. He was riding on that kind of bicycle (no kidding!), with a large straw basket tied to the pavilion seat, and he was SMILING! I cannot fathom an old man about about 70+, that skinny - literally skin on bones, and riding that huge mean old bicycle, and still SMILING. When I saw him coming in the opposite direction on the road, I couldn't believe my eyes. Am I in affluent Singapore in the 21st century? Oh, and he was half naked with some old shorts on. I didn't know where he came from, I half-suspected that he did a time travel here. I took a loooonnng look at him coming, and I took a looong look at him passing me with a slow, striding work on the pedals with the loose rattling sound from the bicycle gears and chains. I let him pass by me. I looked back at him, a loooonng look until he turned a bend and disappeared out of sight. It was a strange, wrenching sight. I wondered how he could be so smiley, so evidently enjoying his morning ride. I half-thought that the Singapore Govt would surely have charities and other  help to take care of people like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second time on another occasion, I saw this same grandpa on his remarkable bicycle. I bet he is one dinosaur left in affluent 21st century Singapore. I wanted to chase him, stop him, and ask if he needed some money. I had only 50$ at that time and I was quite prepared to give it to him. But I didn't chase after his old bicycle. I remembered all these again and tears welled up with the remembrance of him - could he still be alive? could he still be riding that WW (II) bicycle with big straw basket and same shorts going somewhere? - and the thought that I could have done something that could have significant impact to his day at that time. But which I did not do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alighted from the bus. I saw a not so old man in a wheelchair selling some small stuffs. A chance for redemption came to my mind. Something I could do easily to make him feel happy, cared about at least for that moment, and this time, I will do it. So I redeemed myself, unfortunately not with the same people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-8262324167687326245?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/8262324167687326245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/some-regrets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8262324167687326245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8262324167687326245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/some-regrets.html' title='Some Regrets'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-9150727345820980726</id><published>2010-04-12T14:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T11:58:21.506+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sangha'/><title type='text'>Blind Buddhist Fanatic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/S8LMG9SEyDI/AAAAAAAAAdM/p7XJhoiDiO4/s1600/twin_miracle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459150118228117554" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 207px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/S8LMG9SEyDI/AAAAAAAAAdM/p7XJhoiDiO4/s320/twin_miracle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As I'm not a scholar in Buddhist literature and history, I usually get my information from various places here and there. Before I knew of the teacher Ven Shravasti Dhammika from &lt;a href="http://sdhammika.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://sdhammika.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;, I was a blind Buddhist fanatic. Why I was a blind fanatic is because I wanted to believe in almost everything. I was afraid that if I did not believe in what the source tell me, I will lose out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- So I believed a source which told me that if I did not read Abhidhamma in this life, I would not be making the best of my opportunity. I hate to make a waste of good opportunities which seem like a bargain to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I believed that an effigy of the Buddha would miraclously be formed at the end of the Buddha sasana when all the remaining relics of the Buddha gathered in Sri Lanka. And that the effigy would 'come alive' to perform the Twin Miracle (I spent ALOT of time searching for the meaning of that) and teach the teachings of the Buddha to the Devas who will be present, before bursting into flames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I believed that the Buddha's and his accomplished disciples (including those from much later times) had pearl-like bodily deposits when they were cremated, what we call the holy relics - due to their extraordinarily pure morality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I believed that the Buddha did go to heaven for 3 months to teach the 'higher' Dharma to the Devas, because this Abhidhamma needs to be expounded in full at the first time, because humans cannot sit still for 3 months in a time, and because he wanted to re-pay his reincarnated mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I believed that that Mount Meru is where the 4 'world islands' touch each other, and that it connects the physical world to the spiritual realm. That Devas &amp;amp; Asuras reside on the slopes of Mount Meru. I spent alot of my time &amp;amp; energy 'researching' and reading on this Mount Meru too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above are just some of the things on Buddhism I believed in as a blind fanatic. On retrospect, I feel rather embarrassed for being childlike and guillible despite my other logical outlooks. From this teacher, I learnt that Buddhist literature have their own timelines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I knew was that the Tipitaka had 3 baskets, the Vinaya, the Sutta &amp;amp; the Abhidhamma Pitaka, so I assumed that the Abhidhamma is also taught by the Buddha himself. Although I've read that during the First Council the Vinaya and Suttas were recited, I did not notice the absence of the mention of Abhidhamma. Neither was I capable of telling an estimate timeline for the appearance of the Abhidhamma, that it was a later addition to the Tipitaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although that doesn't mean that I think everything written in there is irrelevent and falsely made-up, I'm very happy to be able to leave it behind. This is a very detailed, microscopic breakdown of all physcial, mental phenomena, types of consciousnous and what not. *Phew!* I can't even tell when I'm greedy, drowsy, angry - fat hope of me trying to distinguish all 52 Cittas (states of consciousnous in Ahbhidhamma).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-9150727345820980726?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/9150727345820980726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/blind-buddhist-fanatic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/9150727345820980726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/9150727345820980726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/blind-buddhist-fanatic.html' title='Blind Buddhist Fanatic'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/S8LMG9SEyDI/AAAAAAAAAdM/p7XJhoiDiO4/s72-c/twin_miracle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-490795527401749325</id><published>2010-04-12T00:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T21:37:14.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Non-soul'/><title type='text'>Nama, Rupa; Atta, Anatta (I)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;If I'm not wrong:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nama: All physical phenomena&lt;br /&gt;Rupa: All  mental phenomena&lt;br /&gt;Atta: Concept of soul, self&lt;br /&gt;Anatta: Concept of  non-soul, non-self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if Anatta is in any way overlapped  by Rupa. My purpose is not to root for Atta or Anatta, but to describe  what I'm observing, which I feel shows a hint of evidence for Anatta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So  this is how my story goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Everybody knows  that as we get older, we become mentally dull, slow. Medically, it is  described in many ways: cortical thinning, cerebral cortex shrinking and  what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally know of someone who's suffering from  something like (doctors are not able to diagnose yet) rapidly advanced  dementia or Alzheimer. Fortunately but sad to say, I'm in a position to  be able to feel objective about this. This patient, being a recreational astrologer  himself, had seen a few months ago that he would die soon, made a big  fuss about it, and now a few months later, he's lost almost all  cognitive functionality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This situation presents  something very interesting to me. Before this happened, the patient is  known as Mr A. But now that he's lost his a large part of his memory,  his past, unaware of his present, unable to function like before, I  doubt that the current him is the same as what we used to know as Mr A.  We cling onto what we know as Mr A, and wish that the current person  would revert to Mr A again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than anything else, I'm  frightened. Even in this life, what I think is me NOW, can cease to be  that me no longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I think is me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;who is thinking; who is feeling; who knows the past, who sees the  present, &lt;/span&gt;may not be like what it is now in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-490795527401749325?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/490795527401749325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/nama-rupa-atta-anatta-i_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/490795527401749325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/490795527401749325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/nama-rupa-atta-anatta-i_12.html' title='Nama, Rupa; Atta, Anatta (I)'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-8745038185524720519</id><published>2010-04-10T11:53:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T23:41:41.300+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culture'/><title type='text'>Tibet Autonomous Region of Cina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sacredsites.com/asia/tibet/images/potala-palace-500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://www.sacredsites.com/asia/tibet/images/potala-palace-500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know very little of Tibet and Tibetan Buddhism. In fact, I know nothing about Mahayana and Vajrayana Buddhism to comment anything about that sect of Buddhism. The only icon of Tibetan Buddhism I recognize is the current Dalai Lama. From what little I've seen and heard from the Dalai Lama, I've found him to be a colorful concoction of personable, lighthearted,  iconic Buddhist figure. I can't think of a more world famous monk at our present time than the Dalai Lama (I'm not sure if monk is the right word here, probably 'demigod-ruler-monk' would be more fitting). I watched the Little Buddha as a kid, and I don't remember anything else of it except that the Tibetan Buddhists were looking for a particular young, western protégé whom they believed is the reincarnation of their leader to continue the Lama lineage. Keanu Reeves starred in that movie?! As The Buddha?!! I've gotto watch it again then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spite of everything else that I don't agree with - particularly the reincarnation part, I'm grateful to the current Dalai Lama for he has effectively promoted Buddhism to today's modern world by his reputation of being a simple, unassuming, down-to-earth, demigod religious leader who once ruled Tibet. I mean, the Dalai Lama is so much more personable, open about himself, smiling and funny compared to Pope Benedict - who appears so authoritative, distant and closed about himself. Did the Pope ever accepted an impromptu interview with the media? The Dalai Lama did - with the BBC, with Harvard University students, even with Larry King!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the Potala Palace, which once - half a century ago - was the abode of the religious demigods. Now, it is all but reduced to an intrinsically hollow, souless museum. I hate the Communist Chinese! (Tsk tsk, unwholesome speech, unwholesome thought) Why can't they leave things as they are without their big fat imperializing, ethnocentric ego. It is too cruel of them to evict and fabricate a picture of a sinister political exile out of the Dalai Lama. This bottle of Tibetan water given by a Chinese hotel free-of-charge provides the hint. Imperialism and greed - the desire to rule Lhasa into a capitalist and tourist paradize. I feel that this bottle, more than anything, symbolizes their success in trampling Tibet, home of the Dalai Lama. Being the secretly stubborn, idealistic me who doesn't make any sense, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I REFUSE TO RELENT to their OUTRAGEOUS BLASPHEMY&lt;/span&gt; of Tibetan culture, symbol, environment &amp;amp; way of life - I've kept the bottle unopened, the Tibetan water (assuming that China is not making imitation Tibetan water) untasted, untouched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/S8CZ5njKw5I/AAAAAAAAAcc/cE7VjLCyTGA/s1600/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 114px; height: 152px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/S8CZ5njKw5I/AAAAAAAAAcc/cE7VjLCyTGA/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458531963521123218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Lulu/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact or Fiction: The Potala Palace was the tallest building in the world, before the advent of skyscrapers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-8745038185524720519?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/8745038185524720519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/tibet-autonomous-region-of-cina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8745038185524720519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/8745038185524720519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/tibet-autonomous-region-of-cina.html' title='Tibet Autonomous Region of Cina'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/S8CZ5njKw5I/AAAAAAAAAcc/cE7VjLCyTGA/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-6345586061449738882</id><published>2010-04-09T00:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T00:45:59.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationship'/><title type='text'>Let's talk about Romance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/54/Pink_Carnation_%28NGM_XXXI_p510%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 110px; height: 201px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/54/Pink_Carnation_%28NGM_XXXI_p510%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When it comes to this, personally it is something I cannot solve,  somewhere I've found myself a deadlock in, there is no point in me  talking to myself about it. But still, I'd like to voice my take on it  lest it benefits others and motivates them to move on. Moving on positively is very important for our mental well-being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;What got me thinking was that my boss asked  recently what he should talk about on his first date with someone. And  I'm supposed to meet up with my single, unattached close buddies this  week, and I remember them telling me their expectations for their  potential partner. I've grown distant to all these, almost as if I've  become an alien looking at an earthling. The reason is that I've found  out and learnt that in the end, love - the romantic kind, boils down to  caring for the person. It is the same as every other relationship,  no-matter how overated romantic love is, it is the act of caring for the other person through good or bad times despite how you  feel for him/her,  and how you show it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devotion taught me  everything I know - about thinking for another person. It  taught me not to think only for myself. I used to be very spoilt and  selfish, always with a self-fulfilling view. In the end, it will boil  down to this simple lesson to be learnt. Life itself will boil down to each and every virtue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course! Do not be disheartened. I don't think we should fret  about finding THE PERFECT, IDEAL ONE. I truly believe that every one of  us is compatible with at least a million others in this world,  compatible enough to spend the reminder of our lives with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-6345586061449738882?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/6345586061449738882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/lets-talk-about-romance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/6345586061449738882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/6345586061449738882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/lets-talk-about-romance.html' title='Let&apos;s talk about Romance'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-4496240765105012247</id><published>2010-04-08T01:15:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T15:27:15.620+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suttas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happiness'/><title type='text'>Happy &amp; Grateful Day</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a truly happy day. Sometimes (though rarely in the 24hrs), I slow down. &lt;strong&gt;In those slow, moment-in-moment &amp;amp; moment-to-moment times, with nothing but the environment; the physical body of mine; and quiet mind, I find a contented emptiness - that which I call happiness.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, even when the mind is not quiet or I'm yearning, I listened to them patiently, and sometimes, just sometimes when I &lt;strong&gt;kindly and patiently listened to them without relenting in agreement&lt;/strong&gt;, the same contented emptiness is found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/S71vGe7i3ZI/AAAAAAAAAcE/iKOidErqkbQ/s1600/2275783443_f55f163861_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457640480615619986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/S71vGe7i3ZI/AAAAAAAAAcE/iKOidErqkbQ/s400/2275783443_f55f163861_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself enjoying my quiet walk back home from work. I like walking, seeing the environment while I'm strolling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed that there are alot of people out there who are running - whether on the street, gym, mountain or marathons. I imagine that it feels great to run for the love of running, to feel the air touch your face, to have a rythmically paced movement which charges your energy and mind. It's been ages since I last ran, ages since I swam, ages since I climbed, ages since I picked up my racket inspired by the William sisters till I found out I sucked at it. Part of me wish I would pick up sports again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself enjoying the very brief moment before the start of my meditation. That &lt;strong&gt;self-calming moment&lt;/strong&gt;, that self-decidedly quiet moment, that moment when I decided to do something that I know is good for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels fresh, it feels crisp. Quite as if breathing in a crisp, cold air in the morning sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/S71w9PXNdRI/AAAAAAAAAcM/QKpkHtF3w9U/s1600/mountains.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457642520841123090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/S71w9PXNdRI/AAAAAAAAAcM/QKpkHtF3w9U/s400/mountains.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pleasure of reading the below captions from the &lt;strong&gt;Cūḷadukkhakkhandha Sutta - The Shorter Discourse on the Mass of Suffering&lt;/strong&gt; which related to my experience concluded my happy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point of time, I'm so eternally greatful to all those who remembered the Suttas to heart; to those who painfully compiled, organised and wrote them down; to those who studied Pali to produce high quality translations to make known these Suttas in the English language. Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;"Then Mahānāma the Sakyan went to the Blessed One, and after paying homage to him, he sat down at one side and said: "Venerable sir, I have long understood the &lt;a class="mosinfopop" onmouseover="return overlib('* the teachings of the Buddha which lead to enlightenment * the constituent factors of the experienced world ', CAPTION, 'dhamma',ABOVE,RIGHT, WIDTH, 300, FGCOLOR, '#ffff99', BGCOLOR, '#ff9933', TEXTCOLOR, '#000000', CAPCOLOR, '#000000', OFFSETX, 10, OFFSETY, 10);" style="CURSOR: help; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px dotted" onmouseout="return nd();" href="javascript:void(0)"&gt;Dhamma&lt;/a&gt; taught by the Blessed One thus: 'Greed is an imperfection that defiles the mind, hate is an imperfection that defiles the mind, delusion is an imperfection that defiles the mind.' Yet while I understand the Dhamma taught by the Blessed One thus, at times states of greed, hate, and delusion invade my mind and remain. I have wondered, venerable sir, what state is still unabandoned by me internally, owing to which at times these states of greed, hate, and delusion invade my mind and remain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Mahānāma, there is still a state unabandoned by you internally&lt;/strong&gt;, owing to which at times states of greed, hate, and delusion invade your mind and remain; for were that state already abandoned by you internally you would not be living the home life, you would not be enjoying sensual pleasures. &lt;strong&gt;It is because that state is unabandoned by you internally that you are living the home life and enjoying sensual pleasures&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"'Friend &lt;a class="mosinfopop" onmouseover="return overlib(' ', CAPTION, 'Gotama',ABOVE,RIGHT, WIDTH, 300, FGCOLOR, '#ffff99', BGCOLOR, '#ff9933', TEXTCOLOR, '#000000', CAPCOLOR, '#000000', OFFSETX, 10, OFFSETY, 10);" style="CURSOR: help; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px dotted" onmouseout="return nd();" href="javascript:void(0)"&gt;Gotama&lt;/a&gt;, pleasure is not to be gained through pleasure; pleasure is to be gained through pain. For were pleasure to be gained through pleasure, then King Seniya Bimbisāra of Magadha would gain pleasure, since he abides in greater pleasure than the venerable Gotama.' "Surely the venerable Nigaṇṭhas have uttered those words rashly and and without reflection. Rather it is I who ought to be asked: "Who abides in greater pleasure, King Seniya Bimbisāra of Magadha or the venerable Gotama?'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"'Surely, friend Gotama, we uttered those words rashly and without reflection. But let that be. Now we ask the venerable Gotama: Who abides in greater pleasure, King Seniya Bimbisāra of Magadha or the venerable Gotama?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"'Then, friends, I shall ask you a question in return. Answer it as you like. What do you think, friends? Can King Seniya Bimbisāra of Magadha abide without moving his body or uttering a word, experiencing exclusively pleasure for seven days and nights?'—'No, friend.'—'Can King Seniya Bimbisāra of Magadha abide without moving his body or uttering a word, experiencing exclusively pleasure for six, five, four, three, or two days and nights?.. .for one day and night?'—'No, friend.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'"&lt;strong&gt;But, friends, I can abide without moving my body or uttering a word, experiencing exclusively pleasure for one day and night...for two, three, four, five, and six days and nights...for seven days and nights.&lt;/strong&gt; What do you think, friends? That being so, who dwells in greater pleasure, King Seniya Bimbisāra of Magadha or I?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"'That being so, the venerable Gotama abides in greater pleasure than King Seniya Bimbisāra of Magadha.'"&lt;br /&gt;******************************************************************&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-4496240765105012247?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/4496240765105012247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/4496240765105012247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/4496240765105012247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-day.html' title='Happy &amp; Grateful Day'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/S71vGe7i3ZI/AAAAAAAAAcE/iKOidErqkbQ/s72-c/2275783443_f55f163861_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8815355192118333646.post-1887567028536632312</id><published>2010-04-05T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T23:33:30.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are Buddhisty laypeople 'holier' than non-Buddhisty laypeople</title><content type='html'>I'm starting to feel that although I consume myself with Buddhist reads and TRY to meditate daily, I'm not anything better in person, character &amp;amp; mind from my few family members who also consider themself Buddhists but who don't read, meditate and in some case don't follow precepts as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm more mindful, alert, caring, less greedy, patient, hardworking as them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first point, unless I've decided on focus the attention on something like the breath movement, or the contact of my hand for a period of time, I stay on the path of mindfulness. Outside of these 2 boundaries, mindfulness is a come and go, unsustained affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What set me thinking is that my SO chidded that I'm a hypocrite - for trying to sound wise (I said something Buddhisty to him at that time which I've forgotten now) when I'm wearing a fancy watch &amp;amp; fancy ring among another things. I should have known better not to say anything that's Buddhisty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, I can't resist the urge to correct or help (at least that was my intention) by saying something Buddhisty. Sometimes, I think I'm just wasting my breath, even though I wish they could take some interest in learning the essential teachings of the Buddha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, my qualities are not better and in some cases worse than them. I think I need to go back to meditation guide book by Ajhan Brahm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8815355192118333646-1887567028536632312?l=celestiallights.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/feeds/1887567028536632312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/are-buddhisty-laypeople-holier-than-non.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/1887567028536632312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8815355192118333646/posts/default/1887567028536632312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://celestiallights.blogspot.com/2010/04/are-buddhisty-laypeople-holier-than-non.html' title='Are Buddhisty laypeople &apos;holier&apos; than non-Buddhisty laypeople'/><author><name>Celestial Horizon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17483027101802716813</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_icMtCCFqHgQ/TEQ9o6SiEbI/AAAAAAAAAgk/5jFE2iophj8/S220/SR7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
